DOORZ

[Intro]

808 Mafia

[Chorus: Derez De'Shon]

Please don't slam my doors

Please don't slam my doors

Please don't slam my doors

Please don't slam my doors

I said please don't slam my doors

Treat it like it's your's

Pull up in that Porshe

Hop out like oh lord

These are not the stores

This ain't Michael Cores

You see these double G's, this that shit you can't aford

Please don't slam my doors

Please don't slam my doors

Please don't slam my doors

Please don't slam my doors

Please don't slam my doors

[Verse 1: Derez De'Shon]

Pay attention

Listen

30 seconds pass, I ain't heard no ticking

That's that Roley on me

Spent like 40 on it

Got like 40 on me

And that 40 on me

Bitch, these not in stores

Copped [?] Jordans

Had them two weeks fresh out the [?] before you got your's

Bitch, I did my chores

And my bitch is foreign

So when you see me with her, she just toured

I want all kind of money

Talking 'bout all type of money

Shit I buried in the backyard, forgot all about money

I'm serving niggas dummies

Especially if they country

Got 8 bricks but it was really 4

Hah that's funny

[Chorus: Derez De'Shon]

Please don't slam my doors

Please don't slam my doors

Please don't slam my doors

Please don't slam my doors

I said please don't slam my doors

Treat it like it's your's

Pull up in that Porshe

Hop out like oh lord

These are not the stores

This ain't Michael Cores

You see these double G's, this that shit you can't aford

Please don't slam my doors

Please don't slam my doors

Please don't slam my doors

Please don't slam my doors

Please don't slam my doors

[Verse 2: Young Thug]

Maserati or the Phantom today

Young nigga wanna hit it from the back, just like a balcony, bae

Man, young niggas running round, them slimes, they want that ammo today

I got your main bitch crushing my dick, I feel like captain today

Fuck on me, suck on me, fuck on me, suck on me as I just ride through the hood

Girl, you know you want that wood

Keep that, that sound good?

Hickery dickery, diamonds from Tifany

Bitches wanna suck on me, killing me

Litterally, litterally, fucked this bitch, no [?] no felony

You play with Young Thug, I want some spaghetti

My nigga real, no snitch, but he telling me

To keep you a pistol, [?] me

[Chorus: Derez De'Shon]

Please don't slam my doors

Please don't slam my doors

Please don't slam my doors

Please don't slam my doors

I said please don't slam my doors

Treat it like it's your's

Pull up in that Porshe

Hop out like oh lord

These are not the stores

This ain't Michael Cores

You see these double G's, this that shit you can't aford

Please don't slam my doors

Please don't slam my doors

Please don't slam my doors

Please don't slam my doors

Please don't slam my doors