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letra de do it right - poizonnn, cash kidd & visionplay

[intro]
(oh, that visionplay)

[verse 1: poizonnn]
i’m walkin’ out chanel, these b-tches arguin’, want a prize
she think she f-ckin’ with me, i’m like, “[?], yeah, aight”
i might let him give me head, but he could never stay the night (nah)
i knew that boy a rat, they always greeting him a right
my bustdown that rollie, i want you to leave
i pull up, let him get a taste and she like, “ooh-wee”
they never know who i’m f-ckin’, they see i’m too discrete (yeah)
we always know who she f-ckin’, these b-tches for the streets
p-ssy ain’t hard to reach
once i got a couple crashouts, them n-ggas on that hot sh-t
she in the mall all day, she never got sh-t
and paid the line of your man, ain’t in my top six
ayy, money talkin’, that n-gga on the blocklist
[chorus: poizonnn]
i ain’t the same as these b-tches, i’m still untouched
i’m running game on these n-ggas ’cause i don’t trust
the money spread with them twenties, that sh-t ain’t much
i hate when n-ggas act like b-tches like they ain’t hun
i told that ho to get it right, she run up on me
she ain’t gotta fight
i heard his pockets dry, sh-t, well, he ain’t even my type
these b-tches tryna copy me, don’t never do it right

[verse 2: c stunna]
baby, how he say he want ya and he book a flight?
come and f-ck a stunna man and i’ll treat ya right
i ain’t playin’ around with no crabs, all i know is swipe
baby talkin’ ’bout she love the kid, i told her, “yeah, alright”
n-ggas never touched a dub, sh-t’s a colon verbs
hope you talkin’ ’bout relationships, go on love island
n-ggas know where motion at so they come and buy it
f-ck n-ggas tryna buy no punchlines, they mike tyson
i buy lv and cc and dg
all in for the hoes, they got fiji
i got make money and pop sh-t all on repeat
real youngin, i don’t see keys like stevie

[chorus: poizonnn]
i ain’t the same as these b-tches, i’m still untouched
i’m running game on these n-ggas ’cause i don’t trust
the money spread with them twenties, that sh-t ain’t much
i hate when n-ggas act like b-tches like they ain’t hun
i told that ho to get it right, she run up on me
she ain’t gotta fight
i heard his pockets dry, sh-t, well, he ain’t even my type
these b-tches tryna copy me, don’t never do it right
[verse 3: cash kidd]
huh, been countin’ money all day, it got my hands tired
they hate to see the glow up like a vampire
i told the b-tch i just want all chin, i think i’m quagmire
she tellin’ me it’s not fair, i ain’t no cab driver, huh
double on my shoulders, still ain’t learned yet
i’m ridin’ with arp, i’m like the perc’ man
my b-tch hurtin’, that’s why i drip her in hermes
i ain’t sports bettin’ when i hit her with this third leg
look, n0body call my phone today unless you servin’ head
let’s have a toast for all the times we couldn’t burn bread
before i die broke, i’ma shack up on the bunk bed
i know that boy soft ’cause he ain’t never had no run yet, tuh
broke b-tch, don’t get on my nerves
my fanta so bl–dy, it’s on injure reserve
your baby mama sick as h-ll, she had the kid, what a nerve
took a homeless n-gga b-tch, now all his sh-t on the curb, yeah
big faces on me like phineas, ferb
she on a suckin’ detour, i gave your missus a turn
she ate me in the whip outside your crib in the ‘burbs
i left that ‘cat runnin’, feel like tweety the bird, n-gga

- poizonnn cash kidd visionplay

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