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letra de do it for b - damjonboi

[intro]
(jose the plug)
know what i’m talkin’ ’bout
ayy

[verse]
ghetto superstar, a street legend
them boys on military time, they keep steppin’
zone life, big 5, gon’ keep reppin’
it ain’t sweet on this side, we keep weapons
take a bet on myself, i’m tryna double up
b-tch give me top, i ain’t tryna cuddle up
turn this b-tch to the north pole if we huddle up
b-tch, i don’t want no lap dance, you tryna f-ck or what?
you should be glad to see me winnin’, this a different bag
i heard the feds f-ckin’ with ubers, so i caught a cab
how much you want for that lil’ p-ssy? put it on my tab
caught a play on telegram for my n-gga cash
do a n-gga broad day, n-gga, f-ck a mask
they gon’ think we hit a bank, all this f-ckin’ cash
give a f-ck about a b-tch, we just want the commas
it’s a presi’ on my wrist, call that b-tch obama
i’ll drop a tape every month like i’m dj drama
i been hit my opps, b-tch, i’m tryna f-ck his mama
blue coupe, red shoes, b-tch look like sonic
ain’t been to sleep in a few weeks, i think i’m losin’ it
i heard he got the work, it’s lookin’ like he usin’ it
is you with them or you with us? this sh-t confusin’ me
she beggin’ for the d-ck, and she don’t even know what to do with it
don’t do no sucker sh-t and then expect me to be cool with it
how the f-ck i’ma slow down if i ain’t got no breaks?
n-ggas sayin’ they want smoke, you must be talkin’ vapes
n-ggas out here savin’ hoes, give that boy a cape
poured so much drank, a n-gga can’t feel his face
pistol out and n-ggas off when i beat that case
i had to cut a b-tch off ’cause she ain’t know her place
would you believe me if i said i drink a pint a day?
i ain’t got no patience, but i got a lot of pape’
at high school, i was the freshest in the classroom
your b-tch was on me, so i f-cked her in the bathroom
wish i would f-ck with you again, i’d be a d-mn fool
matter fact, f-ck me and my mans too
yeah, hm
for the last couple years, i’ve been droppin’ heat
we was d-mn near a team, now we don’t even speak
flashback, seein’ my brother layin’ in the street
that sh-t hauntin’ me for real, i ain’t been asleep in weeks
been out the way, but i just hate i gotta be discreet
be careful when you in the hood, they ’bout to do a sweep
don’t give a f-ck about this sh-t, i’m doin’ it for b

- damjonboi

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