CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Don’t Do
Take drugs
Yeah, don't, do
Drugs
Yeah, everybody, don't do
Drugs
Yeah, don't, do
Drugs
Yeah
Well it's a, crazy motherf**ker named Mac
sh*t I'm in it too deep, ain't no time for goin' back
And the flow is jacked, colt 45 in the grocery bag
You know it's that explosion rap, fire cracker, broken glass
These motherf**kers ain't bubblin' the soda flat
Forever I'ma go to bat, b*t*hes wanna hold him back
Impulsive, irrational, he a maniac but f**k gossip
Keep it casual, where the paper at
A couple problems, f**k options too late for that
I need the check, someone tell me where the waiter at
Oh it's the Devil, tell me where the Angels at
And tell 'em I want my-I want my-want my baby back
Insane sh*t my brain probably ain't attached
Don't show your face round here it isn't safe for that
b*t*h, I got my heart broke, on lock though
Keep a couple keys out in Longboat
Drugs
Yeah, don't, do
Drugs
Yeah, don't, do
Drugs
Yeah, don't, do
Drugs
Yeah
Okay, well
Well of assets, deeper than the rap check
They sleepin' on the ether still, I ain't take a nap yet
They all up in my sh*t like an airport bag check
Well, that sh*t is tactics, you haven't seen me mad yet
Dalai Lama, motherf**ker chill out
Weed was so cool but everybody poppin' pills now
Yup, the broke till I'm dead hoodie on
I make the songs that the b*t*hes throw the pu**y on
I'm a king on the board, y'all be lookin' pawn
p*ssin' on the lawn with my d**k in my palm
Isn't he on, officially the ticker of bombs
At the crib, chillin' thinkin' bout Nicki Minaj
It's a mirage, don't believe half the sh*t that we say
Me, I'm on the freeway, motherf**kin' PA
Droppin' like D-Day, shoppin' like ebay
Always gotta ball up, I'm Fuamatu-Ma'afala that
Drugs
Yeah, don't, do
Drugs
Yeah, don't, do
Drugs
Yeah, don't, do
Drugs
Yeah
Yeah, don't, do
Drugs
Yeah, everybody, don't do
Drugs
Yeah, don't, do
Drugs
Yeah
Well it's a, crazy motherf**ker named Mac
sh*t I'm in it too deep, ain't no time for goin' back
And the flow is jacked, colt 45 in the grocery bag
You know it's that explosion rap, fire cracker, broken glass
These motherf**kers ain't bubblin' the soda flat
Forever I'ma go to bat, b*t*hes wanna hold him back
Impulsive, irrational, he a maniac but f**k gossip
Keep it casual, where the paper at
A couple problems, f**k options too late for that
I need the check, someone tell me where the waiter at
Oh it's the Devil, tell me where the Angels at
And tell 'em I want my-I want my-want my baby back
Insane sh*t my brain probably ain't attached
Don't show your face round here it isn't safe for that
b*t*h, I got my heart broke, on lock though
Keep a couple keys out in Longboat
Drugs
Yeah, don't, do
Drugs
Yeah, don't, do
Drugs
Yeah, don't, do
Drugs
Yeah
Okay, well
Well of assets, deeper than the rap check
They sleepin' on the ether still, I ain't take a nap yet
They all up in my sh*t like an airport bag check
Well, that sh*t is tactics, you haven't seen me mad yet
Dalai Lama, motherf**ker chill out
Weed was so cool but everybody poppin' pills now
Yup, the broke till I'm dead hoodie on
I make the songs that the b*t*hes throw the pu**y on
I'm a king on the board, y'all be lookin' pawn
p*ssin' on the lawn with my d**k in my palm
Isn't he on, officially the ticker of bombs
At the crib, chillin' thinkin' bout Nicki Minaj
It's a mirage, don't believe half the sh*t that we say
Me, I'm on the freeway, motherf**kin' PA
Droppin' like D-Day, shoppin' like ebay
Always gotta ball up, I'm Fuamatu-Ma'afala that
Drugs
Yeah, don't, do
Drugs
Yeah, don't, do
Drugs
Yeah, don't, do
Drugs
Yeah
