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I Do This Lyrics by Young Dolph Young Dolph , Gucci Mane, Key Glock, Paper Route EMPIRE
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1-0-1-7, PRE
Fuck what they talkin' 'bout
I've been gettin' my cake and runnin' wild since a lil' child
Yeah, gettin' it every day, I'm workin' sun up 'til the sun down
Yeah, I'm gettin' it every day, these niggas hatin', tryna see how
I do this shit
Bitch, I'm not new to this, I'm true to this, you grew to this
I got that thirty on me, that ruler clip, I'll do you in
Shoot you and all your friends, yeah, I'm goin' ten for ten
Yeah, these niggas hoes, they ain't gon' touch a hair on my chinny-chin
Yeah, big PRE championship ring 'cause all I do is win
Yeah, big old Glock, riding down the street up in a big old Benz
hop out designer with Js again? Yeah, I set that trend
I used to drip, now I drench
yeah, bitch, I drench
yeah, I've been buyin' so much shit, it don't make no sense
Yeah, all my exes throwin' fits, they missed out on the kid
Yeah, no matter how much money I get, I'll never pay a bitch
Or never pay attention, nigga
yeah, I'm paralyzed, I got no feelings
Yeah, I got no feelings for these lil' scandalous-ass bitches
Yeah, when it come to gettin' money, bitch, I'm so persistent
Yeah, bitch, I'm so precise
you know I got stripes, ayy
Fuck what they talkin' 'bout
I've been gettin' my cake and runnin' wild since a lil' child
Yeah, gettin' it every day, I'm workin' sun up 'til the sun down
Yeah, I'm gettin' it every day, these niggas hatin', tryna see how
I do this shit
I do it, I do it, I do it
Yeah, I do this shit
Yeah, I do it, I do it
Yeah, I do this shit
Yeah, I do it, yeah, I do it
Yeah, I do this shit
Yeah, I do it, I do it
Yeah, I do this shit
Stop the track, Glock, R.I.P to George Floyd
I'm Gucci Mane LaFlare, my watch cost way more than Floyd's
These niggas broke as hell and it's obvious to see
Gucci-ology, these niggas be studying me
Get up off my dick like a bitch, like a bitch
Fuck a gang, I don't need a clique, I'm the shit
Glock young and rich, he got whips, matching fits
I ain't try to sign him, Paper Route ain't signin' shit
Glock be 'bout his Gs, he a G just like me
How you just got signed but you broke? That's not we
1017, South Memphis, East Atlanta in the East
I'm the one that shot 'em, got you screamin', 'R.I.P'
Fuck what they talkin' 'bout
I've been gettin' my cake and runnin' wild since a lil' child
Yeah, gettin' it every day, I'm workin' sun up 'til the sun down
Yeah, I'm gettin' it every day, these niggas hatin', tryna see how
I do this shit
I do it, I do it, I do it
Yeah, I do this shit
Yeah, I do it, I do it
Yeah, I do this shit
Yeah, I do it, yeah, I do it
Yeah, I do this shit
Yeah, I do it, I do it
Yeah, I do this shit
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