Teach Me How to Dougie lyrics

[Intro: Smoove]
Ay, ay
Teach me how to Dougie, ay

[Verse 1: Smoove]
They be like "Smoove (What?) can you teach me how to Dougie?"
You know why? Cause all the b*tches love me (Ay)
All I need is a beat that's super-bumpin'
And for you, you, and you to back it up and dump it (Get it)
Put your arms out front, lean side-to-side (Yeah)
They gonna be on you when they see you hit that Dougie right
Ain't nobody f*ckin' with my bro from Morningside
He go by Bubba and he hit that dance like thunder (Okay)
I ain't from Dallas but I D-Town boogie
I show my moves off now everybody tryna do me (Jockin')
I leave the functions and all the ladies tryna screw me (On me)
Now you just do you and I'ma do me (All day)
n*ggas love to hate so they try to shoot me
b*tches be stuck to me, I think they try to glue me
I make the party shine bright when it started gloomin'
This beat was bubblegum, so I had to chew it

[Chorus: Smoove]
Teach me how to Dougie, teach me, teach me how to Dougie
Teach me how to Dougie, teach me, teach me how to Dougie
All my b*tches love me, all my, all my b*tches love me
All my b*tches love me, you ain't f*ckin' with my Dougie
Teach me how to Dougie, teach me, teach me how to Dougie
Teach me how to Dougie, teach me, teach me how to Dougie
All my b*tches love me, all my, all my b*tches love me
All my b*tches love me, you ain't f*ckin' with my Dougie
[Verse 2: Yung]
The name is Yung (Yup) for them dudes who don't know me
I know I'm from the West but I can teach you how to Dougie
I step up in the club and all these b*tches bug me
On a n*gga dancin', none of 'em know me
I hear the squad screamin' like, "Ay, get it, brodie"
So I'm move my shoulders and I take it real low
They like "How he do that? He can Dougie on the floor"
And when that n*gga stop, they like "Dougie some more"
I'm like "A n*gga kinda tired" then I pass it to the bro
M-Bone, show these cats how to do that
Down South dance that we learned a lil' too fast
And brought it to the hood and, got the whole crew ass

[Chorus: Smoove]
Teach me how to Dougie, teach me, teach me how to Dougie
Teach me how to Dougie, teach me, teach me how to Dougie
All my b*tches love me, all my, all my b*tches love me
All my b*tches love me, you ain't f*ckin' with my Dougie
Teach me how to Dougie, teach me, teach me how to Dougie
Teach me how to Dougie, teach me, teach me how to Dougie
All my b*tches love me, all my, all my b*tches love me
All my b*tches love me, you ain't f*ckin' with my Dougie

[Verse 3: Jay Are]
Back of the party, I don't really like to boogie
I'm just tryna get bent and meet a thick redbone (Hm)
She do her Dougie and all them b*tches hatin'
But I'm 'bout to escape with a b*tch and head home (f*ck it)
She got her friend so it's a two man and
I wanna run it even if her legs long
She like "You hubby", I think she love me
But I change the subject and I do my Dougie (Ha!)
Cause I don't give a f*ck, blow trees, get money
Me, Smoove, Heff in the back with Playboy bunnies
We gon' make em do the Dougie in the middle of the bed
And when I asked for some head, this b*tch looked at me funny
Dawg! b*tch you can't tell me nothin'
Starr made the beat and I just took it out the oven
I just see the Dougie when everybody clubbin'
And I hate skinny jeans cause the burner keep rubbin'
[Chorus: Smoove]
Teach me how to Dougie, teach me, teach me how to Dougie
Teach me how to Dougie, teach me, teach me how to Dougie
All my b*tches love me, all my, all my b*tches love me
All my b*tches love me, you ain't f*ckin' with my Dougie
Teach me how to Dougie, teach me, teach me how to Dougie
Teach me how to Dougie, teach me, teach me how to Dougie
All my b*tches love me, all my, all my b*tches love me
All my b*tches love me, you ain't f*ckin' with my Dougie

[Outro: Smoove]
All my b*tches love me, all my, all my b*tches love me
All my b*tches love me, all my, all my b*tches love me
All my b*tches love me, all my, all my b*tches love me
All my b*tches love me, you ain't f*ckin' with my Dougie