I spit hot fire like Dylan de Delinger
Got some fire in dat iron and I might have to deal
witcha
Don't try to test your luck. Doity P got dem thangs
Yeah Dat Clique will make you parthe like them blood and crypt gangs
We put our fingers together then we parthe til it hurts
Mess up our Doity P Clap and you WILL get murkt
You ain't tight if you ain't in Dat Doity P
So get your mind right before we stain up your white tee
You can knuck if you buck and you will get snuck
You'll be missin all your neck like your name is Baby
Tuck
It's Doity P time that means the time is mine
And long as we together you know I'm gon shine
Gimme all your money and your lunchbag too
You got Doity P robbed, yeah that Clique shamed you
It's the M.I.A. on the 1s and 2s
My name is blowing up, you bout to see me on the news
