EPIDEMIC DC The Don

[Intro: Sad Frosty & DC The Don]
Astro on the beat (Ah, hahahahahah)
-down in the city
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah and this DC song
You already know that
Nigga, Outlaw got that ga- (What?)

[Chorus]
Mister that always be questionin' me, pressin' me
I had your main bitch undressin' me, ayy
I don't concern on my celly, could burn 'em
They said DC, "You need some therapy, ayy"
Six feet, turn 'em, put 'em on the tee shirt
Rock 'em like accessory, ayy
Big bad colonel, put him in the grave
Lay his pussy ass successfully, ayy

[Post-Chorus]
Okay, beat his ass, that's necessity, ayy
When I'm up in these streets feel like Sesame, ayy
'Cause grouchy ass niggas, ain't testin' me, ayy
Thought I told you I didn't have the recipe, ayy (Grr, whaddup?)
Tryna break her back, back, back, back, back
Chemo fuckin' therapy, ayy
When I pull up in that black, who the fuck is that?
With that fuckin' dexterity, ayy