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letra de doin bad - dj lucas

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[chorus]
we doin’ mad
there doing worse is the main
i’m doing bad but she doin’ worse
but the main thing i wish that sh-t didn’t hurt
(real western mass stuff!)
no way i’m missing this exit (true)
i should not hear that she pregnant (yup)
(?) hurt in this lexus
i might just drive out and go check the rent out in texas
baby i got you infected you know that my love is a sickness (it is) i wanna wild’out

[verse 1]
in the whip that we spiral out
she said that she love me she flying out
cause they’re are some things that we need to get ironed out
i used to not know what i’m lying bout but now i tell truth and i’m quite devout
i used to spray-paint on the fire house
remember when creedo told us to clean up the paint
if not they would give the boys all our names me and elliott cleaned that sh-t up in the rain
i remember like yesterday back in time i was (?)
(?) remember more
roofus wayne might struck a cord
noah’s arc and everyone got bored
2012 everybody was bored and this battle will never end just like chevy vs ford
it’s like wealthy versus poor will you help me in this porsche
if i’m 85 years old would you help me off this porch

[chorus]
we doin’ mad
there doing worse is the main
i’m doing bad but she doin’ worse
but the main thing i wish that sh-t didn’t hurt
(real western mass stuff!)
no way i’m missing this exit (true)
i should not hear that she pregnant (yup)
(?) hurt in this lexus
i might just drive out and go check the rent out in texas
baby i got you infected you know that my love is a sickness (it is) i wanna wild’out

[verse 2]
in this whip that we spiraled out ain’t much to talk about
hit the gas and turn around and i’m on that mountain road tryna see how high this mountain goes oh
i ain’t ‘fraid of nothing tryna waste the whole summer
yup! waiting on the come up waiting someone give me something
i know that i deserve it but all these people poking
and i got close friends who don’t wanna be seen in public
(?)
i searched my mind, my body, my soul and my stomach
i swear to god if i’m lying on my family cut ’em down
i swear to god if i’m lying on my parents then f-ck’ em
they keep throwing curveb-lls but they won’t catch me ducking
they might catch me at dunkin
we can’t have a discussion
(?) hard as a b-tch i ain’t f-cking with nothing
the secret service at my crib like they thought i was russian
it’s the way that i’m busting they always check me at customs

(this is why people do dope!)

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