Doctor Doctor - Bizarre, Obie Trice

Maybe it’s the weed.

It’s more than the fucking weed

Doctor doctor, come put the breaks on me

You better send me home

Cause I ain’t leaving till something leave with me

Right now that’s all I’m on

I’ve had a headache for the last three days

And the last couple days I been missing some pay

Do I have AIDS?

I’m sniffing and coughing

And really this doesn’t happen to often

Maybe I’m tripping, maybe I got the flu

Maybe I’m stressed out, something I’m going through

It’s been a week and me and wife ain’t have sex

I’m usually a wild guy, I’ll break her fucking neck

I’m sick and I’m starting to wimper

It’s ninety degrees, it’s like December

My temperature is hundred and six

I can’t shit and I feel like shit

Doctor doctor, come put the breaks on me

You better send me home

Cause I ain’t leaving till something leave with me

Right now that’s all I’m on

More trouble, here comes day two (Two)

I took a shit in my white underroos

My eyes look like I been smoking crack (Uh-huh)

Exlax got me throwing up Big Macs

Nyquil, Advil, Tylenol, synus

Carrying my blanket around like I’m Linus

Maybe it’s the pork I ate in New York

Or maybe my baby mama wanting child support (You bitch!)

Or maybe it’s the fish that made me sick

Or maybe it’s the prostitute I let suck my dick

Or maybe it’s just the bottle of vodka

I don’t care, I just need to see the doctor

Doctor doctor, come put the breaks on me

You better send me home

Cause I ain’t leaving till somethin' leave with me

Right now that’s all I’m on

I’mma kill this bitch, the tip on my dick

Ain’t got an itch but I couldn’t resist the switch

She’s the type of bitch made to flinch

Walk passed niggas, all in the ass

Or it’s because I had a tall glass

I dropped my drawers without my dick wrapped

Purhaps, I could catch the crabs

But, at that moment that’s irrelevant

I knew what I know now, I practice celibace

And be hesitant from tappin' Evelyn

Heaven sent a message when I came back negative

«Never fuck a bitch in the ass off a laxative»

Doctor doctor, come put the breaks on me

You better send me home

Cause I ain’t leavin' till somethin' leave with me

Right now that’s all I’m on

Yeah, just visiting Cincinnati

Me and my (?)

I’m with my boy, Hi-Tek, down the street

Yeah, can you take, do you take debit cards?

(No, we don’t sir)

Food stamps?

(No, please, sir, get off the line)

?

go get Hi-Tek out the car, man

Tell that nigga I need some, money for the prescription

.Kweli!

Ha-ha!