Spoiled (feat. Jig Nice & Pro T Freeze Daddy)/Don't Do Me [Skit]

Uh Gucci luggage got you Gucci luggage got you trippin Get to swinging I be dippin Wait a minute Who you hittin? Got you feeling yo self all of a sudden Birkin bags from Hermès Chanel on her belt Spent the money right So you could take pictures of yo self Wanting private flights and throwing a fit for outfits Stomp yo feet Suck yo teeth Act like a brat for some kicks Breakfast in bed with some gifts Just to start up yo day Will expensive cosmetics put a smile on yo face? I’m like If I turnt you on With things I said Would I be wrong? And if I kissed that spot Every time you get mad, would that make you stop? So whenever you throw a fit You just tell me what you want and I’ll grant yo wish Now if we shot these licks Would you give it to me? Or would you leave me sick? Could see it all in yo face At the moment you don’t really want me loving you Catch a attitude when I’m touching you You acting spicy but you see me tryin ah make it up to you Get a different feeling when I’m fucking you Shawty you so lovable I look into yo eyes I’m feeling on yo thighs Work yo body like a job baby You my 9 to 5 For you I’m on my grind I put in overtime Send you text throughout the day to let you know you on my mind ha If I turnt you on With things I said Would I be wrong? And if I kissed that spot Every time you get mad, would that make you stop? So whenever you throw a fit You just tell me what you want and I’ll grant yo wish Baby I just wanna smoke my weed Now she going to get pampered how much you need? I’m talking hair down Pedicures Let me eat you on a pedestal Ima never lose On a fast track to get to you That bracelet Cartier She wanna party in the day I don’t deserve her I’m feeling sorry in a way I’ll have her ripping down the tapestry Babygirl what you make of me? How much you think I make a week? Me you and a 8th of tree Play the front, come take a seat And come and ride with me Come and vibe with me Babygirl get high with me If I turnt you on With things I said Would I be wrong? And if I kissed that spot Every time you get mad, would that make you stop? So whenever you throw a fit You just tell me what you want and I’ll grant yo wish Now you know everything a yes Shit You don’t even know what no is You my spoiled lil brat Your call has been forward to a automated voice messaging system 704 Balloon shit n***a At the tone, please record your message When you finish recording you may hang up or press 1 for more options Bitch don’t fuckin do me You know exactly what you did And when I see you it’s on sight Why the f*ck I gotta hear from somebody else you fucking with Weathers? Thought we went way fuckin back bitch like big super size fries and Big Macs You out here, you got me fucked up Like you got another friend? I’ll slap that bitch okay? Don’t fuckin do me What ya do? go out to eat? Huh? Cause you know Iikes to eat I be hungry Don’t fuckin do me that’s mad selfish Not to mention you ain’t even pick up ya phone got me out here Talking to voice mails and shit, you know I don’t do that When I see you I’m snatching your lashes right off ya face You got me fucked up Like no deadass, you probably over there At that n***a house Gucci bag packed for a whole weekend Like don’t do me Call me back