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I Do It (feat. Drake & Lil Wayne)

Thank God for the first nigga started trapping

Thank God for the first nigga started rapping

Thank God for the first girl to start stripping

And I'mma have to keep it muhfucking real with 'em

I got a problem with these niggas

I got a problem with these bitches

Trigger finger keep itchin'

I pull it, I do itHang up on a bitch, call it crucified

Time to go to work, no suit and tie

Bumpin' Makaveli, I be trappin' at the telly

My nigga did a dime and he back already

Got that sack already, man we got them racks already

As far as your girl, I hit it from the back already

I tried to get a tan, but I'm black already

Your pockets on a diet, my pockets fat already

Three niggas with me, me myself and I

God don't like ugly, you should testify

My T-shirt come from Bergdorf

I make so much on a verse I take a third off

Bird call, swerve off

Bust a nut on her, tell her that's a load off

Shorty ass soft, like a Nerf ball

If you don't like what I'm doing, nigga, fuck y'allThank God for the first nigga started trapping

Thank God for the first nigga started rapping

Thank God for the first girl to start stripping

And I'mma have to keep it muhfucking real with 'em

I got a problem with these niggas

Got some problems with these bitches

Trigger finger keep itchin'

I pull it, I do itDrank in my cup, hope this shit don't spill

Pull up in the new edition

And that's word to Johnny Gill

How I come up with this shit

And all these verses that I kill

I have no imagination, everything I do for real

Bitch I'm camouflage down

Put your camera phone down

If she got an ass and the girl a fan, it's going down

I'mma fuck you like I've been waiting a century for it

Give the pussy up and I'll trade you the memory for it

In the bedroom forever

That's what her roommate will tell you

Man I just hear this shit and think about what Tunechi will tell you

He might call up Patricia

She 'bout to call up MelissaTell 'em come to the cribo

And do 'em both, double dribble

I'm colder than a hospital

She love the dick that I give her

Hit her from the front, back, side

Twist her like cigarillos

I put the gun to the pillow

I don't want blood on my clothes

Gotta keep that Trukfit fresh

Shoutout to all of my hoes

TunechiThat's just how my OG would sum it up

I been working all winter just to fuck the summer up

It's just me and 2 Chainz

But the chain's never tucked though

If you don't like what I'm doing, nigga fuck y'allThank God for the first nigga started trapping

Thank God for the first nigga started rapping

Thank God for the first girl to start stripping

And I'mma have to keep it muhfucking real with 'em

I got a problem with these niggas

I got a problem with these bitches

Trigger finger keep itchin'

I pull it, I do itWell if you know like I know

That pussy pop like pyro

And she know I'm a pothead

That pussy like a pothole

I'm colder than the snot nose

Man all these hoes is my hoes

and if she bougie fuck her once

then leave her hanging, dry clothes

I just built a cemetery, niggas dying to get in

Niggas lying, they pretend

Don't cross that line its paper thin

High as a star, make a wish

I'm a shark, I ate the fish

I got no heart, I hate that bitchYou hate that bitch, well I hate that bitch

Will jump a nigga like a chessboard

Do a drive by while you're riding on your skateboard

They ain't even know it

Have Drake sing a song just to get her pussy wet

Then I take her to the crib

Man fuck that bitch right on the step

Put it in and take it back out, then I back out

Hair weave killer known to snatch the fucking track out

Put me in the game coach, I'm the antidote

Pull up, kick, throw and take the money and the dope

True, 2 Chainz, I'm on a plane and a boat

I am so cold I need a cover and a coat

Kick it at the mall, call it football

If you don't like what I'm doing, nigga, fuck y'allY'all ready? 1, 2, 3

Right now it's me time

A little time for myself, me time

Oh yeah, right now it's me time

Don't want no one else now, me time

Bitch please don't call my phone, don't call my phone

Said I wanna be left alone, be left alone

Please, please don't stop by my home

No, no 'cause I feel it's just matter of time

Till you people make me lose my mind

I'm 'bout to leave this world behind

Right now it's me time

You need to go kick rocks now

Me time

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