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Everything you do, I do it for me Yeah, yeah, yeah Everything you do, I do it for me Everything you do, I do it for me Everything you do, I do it for me You say you don't do it, what the hell Yeah, you might not know who you talkin' to Every night I'm slidin' around with Dracen switches in this ride Nigga better not play around with this shit Now I'm televised like I'm too slow On that block, lil' bitch, you know I'm real nice Yeah, lil' mama say she wanna get down I'm on the flight, I told her, mama, stay down with me I'ma put you on that flight I got things up in Japan, tryna get down with the wine Cause you know I got that Zod switch, she can see you up Like you on a flight, lil' bitch, I'm shootin' lightnin' up So I think you better not come and play I swear I'm beatin' up them drums like my lil' brother Nigga better not play, you know I'm slidin' with them fuckin' cunts Bitch, you know I'm outside, yeah, I'm trappin' with my fuckin' brothers Nigga better not play around, I swear to God, you know this good She on a tow cab, havin' a glide, I swear it's time to ride Throw her up out the cold air, I pretend all niggas gotta die Nigga, you know I'm slidin, bitch, I'm sippin' on that fuckin' ice Nigga better not play, I swear to God, I'm ridin' that first night Yeah, she already know what it is You better not speak on bitch when I get up in that shit Yeah, you know I'm slidin, bitch, you know I got my lil' shit She say she ready, down the ride, I told her, hold the strap Uh, you know I play that shit right from the bat You know that bitch Lamar ain't talkin' in that fuckin' pad Yeah, I pushed the scout, I told the 20, I friend and killed the Kurd Nigga better not play, I swear to God, you better not speak on words Better not speak on words Uh, I don't really do it He say he gon' do it, what, who Boy, you must not know you talkin' to these shots comin' out the roof Lit bitch, I'm slidin' with my 20 Bigger ARP up in my fuckin' pants Nigga better not play, I swear to God, I make him dance Yeah, I got his name, bitch Yeah, she turned up in the trenches She tryna feel on me, I thought she taught me we was just friends Uh, but you know I keep a P I don't tell if you don't tell Yeah, you know I keep it cheap Yeah, I got your favorite bitch, she wanna come and f*ck with me Mama tell my, yeah, she think I need fuckin' therapy I told her, mama, yeah, I know Uh, uh, I don't need that shit Yeah, I'm really straight, though Oh, I'm really gettin' to this paper, that's all I know I swear I don't need none of these hoes All these hoes be vibin, bitch All these hoes be groovin, uh All these hoes act stupid, uh Nigga tryna play with me, I said, where you gon' feel it Thanks for watching Subscribe to JoBlo for more awesome videos Subscribe to JoBlo for more awesome videos