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letra de do what i do - nickbootedup

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(chorus)
letting it loose, hop in the coupe and i move, (yuh)
we don’t share truce, begging u begging i choose, (yuh)
f-ckin in twos, she gonna bring on the crew (yuh)
jimmy the shoes, racing i might lose (yuh)

(verse:1)
u just a joke, u don’t want smoke, u would just probably choke
just like ur b-tch and her throat, taking my soul, i don’t want see her no more
too many people they talk, why u be pressing walk
u know i keep this on lock, bodies gone drop
keep on pressing i might pop, daddy called u up he said u need a job yea
that’s job, and stay away from me
i’m ur enemy, u can’t break the bread with me
anything i do, they gone always hate on me
but that’s okay can’t u see? imma g when i be on the keys
i be rapping in my sleep, i wake up and then i geek
gotta make mil a week, i could never live in peace
i be stuck to these streets, hold it down my crew elite
behind me i got my fleet, they pull up then they retreat
they be stuck to they seat, all my movies come for free
and they end in ur defeat, man these fruit taste so sweet
i do what i do cuz i everything i did was for me

(chorus)
letting it loose, hop in the coupe and i move, (yuh)
we don’t share truce, begging u begging i choose, (yuh)
f-ckin in twos, she gonna bring on the crew (yuh)
jimmy the shoes, racing i might lose (yuh)

(verse:2)
they gone call me up when they see what i done
spend a day what u make in a month
checks be bouncing so don’t let me jump
takin all her breathe away i reached her lungs
why she kicking back i think i gave her heart attack
get up off my lap, i’m leaving and i ain’t callin back
that’s a fact, i don’t relapse, i don’t need that
yea u needa keep back, i run this for the cardio
reaching for me that might be ur farthest throw
haven’t dropped a album but i’m rapping like the carter 4
dropped a couple hits i need to go and patent those
tell em i’m the antidote, but i can’t even save u hoes
ending all of ur careers and urs ain’t even started thoe

(chorus)
letting it loose, hop in the coupe and i move, (yuh)
we don’t share truce, begging u begging i choose, (yuh)
f-ckin in twos, she gonna bring on the crew (yuh)
jimmy the shoes, racing i might lose (yuh)

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