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Like It Or Love It

got strawberry letter 27

I got gold bananas engraved

With my grandmothers title signature

What you got?

I got me a bunch of haters,

Got me a bunch of faders

Be like sayonara see ya laterrr

Jordan’s on with the 808 drum

And you bitches can’t get none, I’m just so done

Don’t say shit though, say you know? No one know you

I’m in your city like a mayor hoe, I lead by example

your hoe lives by dismantle

Don’t tell a soul what we did just keep it stable

I’m dope, you’re on dope

Get it?

Run and get the phone and you can’t call for better

I was on the phone tellin’ bitches that I’m wetter

I killed it once, I killed it twice and no I don’t regret it

Chorus:

What u doin’? Do just what you do

You like it and then you love it Alright

Do just what you do

What u doin’? Do just what you do

You like it and then you love it Alright

What u doin’? Do just what you do

You like it and then you love it Alright

What u doin’? Do just what you do

You like it and then you love it Alright

Do just what you do Alright

Lookin to trip, not really just lookin’ for clues

I’m so important that one of my shoes is news

Custom perches might make bitches take off their shoes

How could I not, if I didn’t then I wouldn’t be scott

Broken hearted it slowly rots, I hope she knows that hardees sucks

I’m goin back up, don’t summon me again unless your ready for the pain

You better step up, when you see me in the box, believe ib ball mayne

Mags on mags on mags I don’t have to push motherfucker who’s bad

Don’t give a fuck about much, I’m cool and calm just like my dad

Niggas wanna live like us, niggas wanna floss like us

Fuck a bitch good like us, cool the cartier like us

Cruise all night with me, niggas really in Paris

Chorus:

What u doin’? Do just what you do

You like it and then you love it Alright

Do just what you do

What u doin’? Do just what you do

You like it and then you love it Alright

What u doin’? Do just what you do

You like it and then you love it Alright

What u doin’? Do just what you do

You like it and then you love it Alright

Do just what you do Alright

I be on that power

Maybe on that powder

All these bitches yeah they my bastards

They my bastards

They my bastards

Tell Ron Hubbard 50, I’m like WTF!!

Outside raining kitties, my doctor knows what’s up!

I be provin’ last dance, I’m the only one

in hate sky high shinin’ demon like the fuckin’ sun

Throw my shades now I’m off on a world tour

Get less but a mind wanna give more

Boom boom for my girls on the dance floor

Pour some for the people, they work hard

Closer than her body, she’s throwin a big party

She’s inviting Cudi, we beat it ’til its bloody

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