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letra de i do wat the fuk i want - metro zu

[chorus: lofty305]
i do what the f-ck i want
charge it all to a debutante
girl, you know what the f-ck you want
so just do what the f-ck you want
i do what the f-ck i want
charge it all to a debutante
girl, you know what the f-ck you want
so just do what the f-ck you want

[verse 1: ruben slikk]
it’s astro slikk, d-ckin’ down cyber sp-ce
super fresh n-gga, louis v on my f-ckin’ waist
louis belt cost a half for a cocoa paste
louis v shades got a n-gga with a poker face
skeeted up, cokey shorez, posh mafia
blowin’ purple kush in the donk duckin’ officers
astro slikk sn-tch hoes like a gardener
l!cks get hit and them crackers ain’t catchin’ ’em
nope, i’m a shadow hand master
vibin’ with your b-tch at the crib gettin’ plastered
cyberpunk player on the rise like nasa
black ass n-gga who your b-tch runnin’ after
left an imprint on her soul like laughter
aura so strong, it’s a rich ho attracter
ughh, the n-gga so addictive
hasheesh pebbles in the joint, gettin’ splifted
[chorus: lofty305]
i do what the f-ck i want
charge it all to a debutante
girl, you know what the f-ck you want
so just do what the f-ck you want
i do what the f-ck i want
charge it all to a debutante
girl, you know what the f-ck you want
so just do what the f-ck you want

[verse 2: lofty305]
lofty got beats in his bloodstream
flow clean like the source of a thug’s dream
implore your sl-t, cop more couture
broke wh0res serve shame what they most mean
mack sh-t all a n-gga really wanna say
posh gang hittin’ l!cks, servin’ major yay’
gizmo on the beat, ride this sh-t so sweet
like a b-tch on my d-ck when i’m gettin’ laid
mad hoes tryna suck this d-ck
flippin’ cake like f-ckin’ bisquick
in the mix so your b-tch want this
yeah, let’s f-ck, but i won’t l!ck sh-t
p-ssy b-tch, i smoke herb, i’ll vape
’til it’s brown downtown where i skate
cyberpunk, cybertron icon
do and say what the f-ck i want
[chorus: lofty305]
i do what the f-ck i want
charge it all to a debutante
girl, you know what the f-ck you want
so just do what the f-ck you want
i do what the f-ck i want
charge it all to a debutante
girl, you know what the f-ck you want
so just do what the f-ck you want

[verse 3: mr. b]
chillin’ in the cosmos, vibin’ with a b-tch
got champagne pourin’ from my godd-mn lips
feelin’ just like figure ’cause she bring a n-gga chips
so d-mn frugal so they don’t get sh-t
a n-gga straight starvin’, n-gga gotta eat
money is the main courtside of weed for the tree
sp-ce is the place, no tellin’ who i meet
probably a bad b-tch whose pockets i could leech
don’t blame me, gotta get it how you live
while you n-ggas lowkey eatin’ tw-t at the crib
sippin’ on barney, baby bop in the blunt
feelin’ like i’ma f-ck ’cause i stay on the hunt
for a b-tch with pockets that jump like a rabbit
gotta get guap to support my habit
prada, louis, gucci and them iced out karats
different colored diamonds, lookin’ just like a parrot
[outro: lofty305]
chyeah
i do what the f-ck i want

- metro zu

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