letra de don't do it - mali smith & matthew ali
[intro: mali smith]
sheesh, sheesh
mali smith
d-mn, d-mn
what?
[hook: mali smith]
n-gga don’t do it, n-gga don’t n-gga don’t do it, gang! x3
n-gga don’t do it, n-gga don’t n-gga don’t do it, sheesh!
n-gga don’t do it, n-gga don’t n-gga don’t do it, gang! x3
n-gga don’t do it, n-gga don’t n-gga don’t do it, sheesh!
[verse 1: matthew ali]
switch it up, soon as i hit her up shawty be getting up
me and my n-ggas you know we be getting bucks
she be calling me back but you know i ain’t picking up
she small in the chest yeah, the -ss is a pick-up truck
got her first car it’s a kia
she cheated her man so he keyed it
he mad at me cause i beat it
she sucking me you just eat it
cashmere just dropping the heater
devon just poured up a liter
mali just rolled up the reefah
f-ck around get ether’d
and it’s my escobar season
b-tch i’m nas on lean
spent dirty money on clean
spent $1,300 on jeans
rip to aaliyah
i need a one & a million check
might get your b-tch might get her neck
might get your b-tch might get her wet
birdman, b-tch you respeck
your b-tch she know i’m up next
she know i’m a dog i’m a vet
i been shooting n-ggas i’m veteran x2
the b-tch said she f-cking so let her in
she got friends waiting she tryna’ get em’ in
i f-ck em’ late night on my letterman
i’m ballin’ i need me a letterman
varsity jacket shawty
smoking on g-ssed up shawty
hoes call me racked up shawty
i do not f-ck with no hoes though
and i do not f-ck with no lame n-ggas
my whole life i f-cked with the same n-ggas so stay in your lane n-gga
margiela on my toes
heard you rocking ” what are those? ”
b-tch i run to the cheese dominos
then i run to that check “vámonos”
all my n-ggas, n-ggas loco
we k!ll compet-tion like loso
and y’all looking like some bozo’s
so f-ck n-gga “cállate la boca”
my side hoe the color of coca
and we smoking spinach like popeye
yeah we be smoking the bonsai
and she suck me off when i pop by
she eat it up like a pot pie
don’t you dare look at me sideways
when i c-ck back leave you c-ck eyed
bullets turn your head counter clock wise
no gps, hit a dead right
pull up on you at the red light
shoot at you, shoot at your headlights
f-ck n-gga, you have my bread right?
they hopped out and start dipping
hit his mans now he limping
they run when a n-gga start shooting
this the f-ck n-gga olympics
[hook: mali smith]
n-gga don’t do it, n-gga don’t n-gga don’t do it, gang! x3
n-gga don’t do it, n-gga don’t n-gga don’t do it, sheesh!
n-gga don’t do it, n-gga don’t n-gga don’t do it, gang! x3
n-gga don’t do it, n-gga don’t n-gga don’t do it, sheesh!
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