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letra de do it by myself - young thug

[intro]
hey, no

[chorus: young thug]
do it by myself
no, i don’t need no help
woah, woah, balmains with a belt
no, she can’t get inside my whip
no, no

[verse 1: young thug]
hand me that molly, hand me that molly
i’m sneakin’, i’m lookin’ mischevious
these b-tches gon’ show me they bodies
and they not strippers, they -sses so real, tempurpedic
pop one, pop two, then i go trident
then i’ma f-ck that lil’ b-tch, it sound like someone knockin’
i’m covered in green like a goblin
and i fly ’round this lil’ b-tch like i know they can’t stop me
p-ss me the deuce
i’ma hit ’em in the club with the deuce
index finger makin’ love with the deuce
smokin’ when i show the show how to do
mink for everybody come in the crew
not a single n-gga dub in the crew
slimy snakes, now she lovin’ the zoo
f-ck with tip so i bought me some akoo
treat her nice and now she love it
-ss so big i wanna hug it
her mouth gon’ open like a buggy
no pistol i got that ho bustin’
got these n-ggas goin’ out and cussin’
five to four, tres is two one
i promise i ain’t cuffin’ that b-tch, ain’t in custody
i’m not pillow talkin’ ’bout nothing

[chorus: young thug]
do it by myself
no, i don’t need no help
woah, woah, balmains with a belt
no, she can’t get inside my whip
no, no

[verse 2: young thug]
twenty seven hundred for balmain
i put them little b-tches right on, and go f-ck with the line
b-tches can’t step on my garment
they do just what i say, and you know i’m leadin’ them on
braid my hair back, call it crochet
i’m gangster like cliché, and you know i’m bringin’ it on
yeah, i’m bringin’ it on, toast and a cheer ’cause i’m bringin’ it on
packer, yeah, packer, yeah, cheese on ya head like a motherf-ckin’ packer, yeah
pour up a four, man, we need us some ice and we need us some styrofoams, yeah
suck on that d-ck ’til you make that motherf-cka stand like a tower, yeah
f-ck that lil’ n-gga, don’t get mad he broke, that’s why he actin’ sour, yeah
n-gga need to go and get them some money
n-gga, n-gga thought the words from my bunny
i took molly, now i’m holdin’ my tummy
foreign b-tch got me speakin’ ebonics
pull up boy, you know all my cars are runnin’
buffalo car, my sofa like jumanji
bring that sh-t to me, f-ck the price it’s nothin’
and i don’t need help i can

[chorus: young thug & rula da messiah]
do it by myself
no, i don’t need no help
woah, woah, balmains with a belt
no, she can’t get inside my whip
no
do it by myself
no, i don’t need no help (’bout to turn up, slime)
woah, woah (let’s get it), balmains with a belt (808 the mob)
no, she can’t get inside my whip (yeah)
no (messiah, ‘siah, ‘siah, ‘siah)

[verse 3: rula da messiah]
no rula don’t need no help (nah)
’cause i’d rather do it myself (let’s get it)
chiraq the top, really rare (i’m on)
pockets on blue ’cause lil’ rula got whip (hundreds)
beat up the p-ssy like i had a belt (whack, whack)
smoke the best weed that you ever done smelt (-cough, cough-)
join the game like da rula a rep (-cough, cough-)
k!lling this sh-t like a reaper, i bet (let’s get it)
rula messiah and young thug we the best (take off)
taking straight forgeins, my n-ggas a mess (whew)
ain’t no d-mn b-tch that da rula can’t get
time to time, no we don’t need no d-mn rest (nah)
ysl wild, yeah, b-tch, that’s the set (let’s get it)
heard from young thugga we got us a check (checks)
told y’all haters to get the f-ck off my d-ck (psh)
p-ssy -ss n-gga, we don’t f-ck with that sh-t (nah)
i was standin’ right with the bloods and the crips (let’s get it)
moonrock weed got us taking cali trips (take off)
pull up, foreign cars and we hit the d-mn strip (skrrt)
government jewels and they causin’ eclipse (shinin’)
n-gga like to swear like they wanna d-mn tip (get it)
but only thing we be loading is a clip (load)
ain’t never lackin’ ’cause quad ain’t gon’ slip (fah, fah)
made for this life, every well equipped (gone)

[chorus: young thug]
do it by myself
no, i don’t need no help
woah, woah, balmains with a belt
no, she can’t get inside my whip
no
do it by myself
no, i don’t need no help
woah, woah, balmains with a belt
no, she can’t get inside my whip
no

- young thug

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