CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Do What It Do
I can't see you haters with the frames on, homie
Marcello don't you ever get the name wrong, homie
Bang bang on me, but I ain't come to start it
I just came to pop a few bottles in the party
Cop a few models in the party
Blow a lil purp then dip in a black Maserati
Yeah I get money, I be showing my cash
And my jeans hang low 'cause I be showing my ass
Fake n***as hate it, real n***as love it
Real n***as love to see a real n***a get this money
Any city, any hood, any state
I be on the interstatе [?]
yeah I keep it with me
And chop chop n***as like bonеless chicken
Yeah, I leave 'em funky [?]
sh*ts on n***as like pidgeons
I get it how I live and live how I get it
If the streets [?]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Marcello make it do what it do
Every hood and every ghetto make it do what it do
Yeah, Hot Spitta make it do what it do
Bad b*t*hes and real n***as make it do what it do
Yeah, Marcello make it do what it do
Every hood and every ghetto make it do what it do
Yeah, Hot Spitta make it do what it do
Bad b*t*hes and real n***as make it do what it do
Yeah, Louis Vutton luggage
In the storage department of the new Benz buggy
I'm at a point in my life where I'm like "f**k it"
I see it and I want it, I get it, it's just money
I play the Gucci rainboots when it's muddy
Leave double G prints, haven't seen a G since
I left the scene with my team
n***as seem squeamish, holding on their stomachs like they're sea-sick
b*t*hes can't believe it, n***as can't take it
Lemonhead white tick-tacks on my bracelet
I flash my ring, you steppin' on your brace b*t*h
'Cause y'all know yellow lights mean slow down
We in the club taking shots, gettin' tore down
f**k around with me you taking shots from the [?]
Clowns don't believe you a mobster
Til they start seeing their homeboys in trunks like a boxer
Clowns say you hotter than Spitta, you probably right homes
I can't be hot, I got too much ice on, yeah
Marcello make it do what it do
Every hood and every ghetto make it do what it do
Yeah, Hot Spitta make it do what it do
Bad b*t*hes and real n***as make it do what it do
Yeah, Marcello make it do what it do
Every hood and every ghetto make it do what it do
Yeah, Hot Spitta make it do what it do
Bad b*t*hes and real n***as make it do what it do
Marcello don't you ever get the name wrong, homie
Bang bang on me, but I ain't come to start it
I just came to pop a few bottles in the party
Cop a few models in the party
Blow a lil purp then dip in a black Maserati
Yeah I get money, I be showing my cash
And my jeans hang low 'cause I be showing my ass
Fake n***as hate it, real n***as love it
Real n***as love to see a real n***a get this money
Any city, any hood, any state
I be on the interstatе [?]
yeah I keep it with me
And chop chop n***as like bonеless chicken
Yeah, I leave 'em funky [?]
sh*ts on n***as like pidgeons
I get it how I live and live how I get it
If the streets [?]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Marcello make it do what it do
Every hood and every ghetto make it do what it do
Yeah, Hot Spitta make it do what it do
Bad b*t*hes and real n***as make it do what it do
Yeah, Marcello make it do what it do
Every hood and every ghetto make it do what it do
Yeah, Hot Spitta make it do what it do
Bad b*t*hes and real n***as make it do what it do
Yeah, Louis Vutton luggage
In the storage department of the new Benz buggy
I'm at a point in my life where I'm like "f**k it"
I see it and I want it, I get it, it's just money
I play the Gucci rainboots when it's muddy
Leave double G prints, haven't seen a G since
I left the scene with my team
n***as seem squeamish, holding on their stomachs like they're sea-sick
b*t*hes can't believe it, n***as can't take it
Lemonhead white tick-tacks on my bracelet
I flash my ring, you steppin' on your brace b*t*h
'Cause y'all know yellow lights mean slow down
We in the club taking shots, gettin' tore down
f**k around with me you taking shots from the [?]
Clowns don't believe you a mobster
Til they start seeing their homeboys in trunks like a boxer
Clowns say you hotter than Spitta, you probably right homes
I can't be hot, I got too much ice on, yeah
Marcello make it do what it do
Every hood and every ghetto make it do what it do
Yeah, Hot Spitta make it do what it do
Bad b*t*hes and real n***as make it do what it do
Yeah, Marcello make it do what it do
Every hood and every ghetto make it do what it do
Yeah, Hot Spitta make it do what it do
Bad b*t*hes and real n***as make it do what it do
