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Letra : Do It Again
Doe Beezy
On granny, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
On granny, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
On granny, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
L462, gang, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, let's go)
I'm tryna run up them bands
Give that to my friends, so I can go do it again
I come from where you don't win
Finally won, but scared I'ma lose it again
F**k on his b*t*h, send her back to her n***a
She hittin' my phone, tryna do it again
Hand-me-downs was all I rocked
I ain't have no guap, no, I can't go through it again (Doe Beezy)
I'ma f**k her and her friend
I hit two hoes in the Benz (Skrrt, skrrt)
I got some killers that can't be on camera
Play and they shoot like a lens (Brrt, brrt)
Ice on my body, I'm drippin' water
I wash away all my sins (Woo, woo)
Run up on Doe, that's a no go
You will end up on the flo' like YSN (Oh really?)
He ain't ever caught no body
Why you let him run with ya gang? Why he in? (Pu**y)
Oh, you thought it was sweet? N***a, try again
Slid a hour ago, tell them slide again (Skrrt, boom, boom, boom)
Try the band, god, they drummin'
Yeah, them chopsticks look like violins
Still screamin', "F**k your dead homie"
We'll dig him up, he could die again, b*t*h
Snuck in the club and I came wit a blick
Came in with her man, left on my d**k
Sixty K, I Patek my wrist
Hundreds shots, I protect my sh*t (Ayy, ooh, yeah, yeah)
I'm tryna hit a n***a, I don't shoot in the wind (Brrt, brrt)
My lil' stepper caught a body and he ready to do it again (Oh really?)
I'm tryna run up them bands
Give that to my friends, so I can go do it again
I come from where you don't win
Finally won, but scared I'ma lose it again
F**k on his b*t*h, send her back to her n***a
She hittin' my phone, tryna do it again
Hand-me-downs was all I rocked
I ain't have no guap, no, I can't go through it again
I got on Gucci, this ain't even drip, my n***a
Don't you see I'm rich, my n***a?
You got a Glock but a b*t*h, my n***a
You ain't ever hit no n***a
He talkin' hot, guess he wanna get lit, my n***a
Two-eight in my clip, my n***a
Shout out my jeweler, my neck look like p*ss, my n***a
That's why b*t*hes pick a n***a
I'm tryna hold up my fist with Rollie my wrist
And every diamond on it hit
Look how I'm holdin' my stick
I'm ready to blitz and put a n***a on his sh*t
Super hot, I know I'm lit
Remember when I wasn't sh*t
Now everybody want a pic and everybody on my d**k
These n***as switchin' sides
If he flippin' sides then we flippin' his whip
F**k it, ballin' hard, I need a bucket, makin' money, b*t*h, I love it
These b*t*hes be f**kin', that's why I can't do the lovin'
And that's why I can't do the trustin', I f**ked, then I'm dubbin'
Mama, I'm hot as an oven and all these b*t*hes tryna touch it
Look how I'm comin', walk in the room and I'm bussin'
Ain't even f**k and she c*mmin' (Yeah, yeah)
I'm tryna run up them bands
Give that to my friends, so I can go do it again
I come from where you don't win
Finally won, but scared I'ma lose it again
F**k on his b*t*h, send her back to her n***a
She hittin' my phone, tryna do it again
Hand-me-downs was all I rocked
I ain't have no guap, no, I can't go through it again
On granny, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
On granny, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
On granny, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
L462, gang, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, let's go)
I'm tryna run up them bands
Give that to my friends, so I can go do it again
I come from where you don't win
Finally won, but scared I'ma lose it again
F**k on his b*t*h, send her back to her n***a
She hittin' my phone, tryna do it again
Hand-me-downs was all I rocked
I ain't have no guap, no, I can't go through it again (Doe Beezy)
I'ma f**k her and her friend
I hit two hoes in the Benz (Skrrt, skrrt)
I got some killers that can't be on camera
Play and they shoot like a lens (Brrt, brrt)
Ice on my body, I'm drippin' water
I wash away all my sins (Woo, woo)
Run up on Doe, that's a no go
You will end up on the flo' like YSN (Oh really?)
He ain't ever caught no body
Why you let him run with ya gang? Why he in? (Pu**y)
Oh, you thought it was sweet? N***a, try again
Slid a hour ago, tell them slide again (Skrrt, boom, boom, boom)
Try the band, god, they drummin'
Yeah, them chopsticks look like violins
Still screamin', "F**k your dead homie"
We'll dig him up, he could die again, b*t*h
Snuck in the club and I came wit a blick
Came in with her man, left on my d**k
Sixty K, I Patek my wrist
Hundreds shots, I protect my sh*t (Ayy, ooh, yeah, yeah)
I'm tryna hit a n***a, I don't shoot in the wind (Brrt, brrt)
My lil' stepper caught a body and he ready to do it again (Oh really?)
I'm tryna run up them bands
Give that to my friends, so I can go do it again
I come from where you don't win
Finally won, but scared I'ma lose it again
F**k on his b*t*h, send her back to her n***a
She hittin' my phone, tryna do it again
Hand-me-downs was all I rocked
I ain't have no guap, no, I can't go through it again
I got on Gucci, this ain't even drip, my n***a
Don't you see I'm rich, my n***a?
You got a Glock but a b*t*h, my n***a
You ain't ever hit no n***a
He talkin' hot, guess he wanna get lit, my n***a
Two-eight in my clip, my n***a
Shout out my jeweler, my neck look like p*ss, my n***a
That's why b*t*hes pick a n***a
I'm tryna hold up my fist with Rollie my wrist
And every diamond on it hit
Look how I'm holdin' my stick
I'm ready to blitz and put a n***a on his sh*t
Super hot, I know I'm lit
Remember when I wasn't sh*t
Now everybody want a pic and everybody on my d**k
These n***as switchin' sides
If he flippin' sides then we flippin' his whip
F**k it, ballin' hard, I need a bucket, makin' money, b*t*h, I love it
These b*t*hes be f**kin', that's why I can't do the lovin'
And that's why I can't do the trustin', I f**ked, then I'm dubbin'
Mama, I'm hot as an oven and all these b*t*hes tryna touch it
Look how I'm comin', walk in the room and I'm bussin'
Ain't even f**k and she c*mmin' (Yeah, yeah)
I'm tryna run up them bands
Give that to my friends, so I can go do it again
I come from where you don't win
Finally won, but scared I'ma lose it again
F**k on his b*t*h, send her back to her n***a
She hittin' my phone, tryna do it again
Hand-me-downs was all I rocked
I ain't have no guap, no, I can't go through it again
