Lyrics I Do - Roscoe Dash, K'LA

I Do

I have all the swag, body bag
Life’s a fucking party, I’m wasted, someone call a cab
Stumbling to the car but they keep asking for autograph
I’m going home with girls, girls, girls, yeah, all of that
Tell me is it the fame or the money?
Either way this people all think there must be something about me stunning
Ah, everythang, I’m juiced up, I know the truth stuff
Cause everything I do’s just actually too much
For y’all niggas
Oh yeah and I’m awesome over all niggas
Motherfucking dimes, I can’t see you small niggas
So pardon me, please, I don’t mean to brag
But I just spent 40 000 yen on these jeans I have on baby
Oh yeah baby, money long baby,
You just your makeup on the waistline of my draws
I mean oh you can be the inspiration for my next song
Just motherfucking do with me, and give me johns
I’m the bomb dot com, shout out to my moms
When I long time coming, and we still going strong
We win it, can’t let up
Cause once these clowns forget us
Is gonna take a lifetime trying to make us unforget us
So I’m gonna represent us, from start and to the finish
I work hard to pay off, ball I gets to play off
You used to ball too, until you got laid out
Back in 95's damn I been that chaos
Life’s about lessons, sit back and watch me teach
Like a game of badminton, I’m so out of reach
I’m at the finish line, give my winning speech
It goes, mhmhm, mhm,
But all y’all said I couldn’t do it
I hope every time you grab a forced to hear my music
You’re so cubic, I’m so coolest
Got your girlfriend playing nudes
I’m, with no script, but I don’t trip
Trust me I give a like a wrist
to cast no lady and the tramp
until I learnt to deal I was taught to stay positive
But always keep it positive and I do
I do, I do, I do, I do, I do
Oh, oh, I do, I do, I do, I do
I was taught to always keep it real it and I do
And I do, and I do, and I do, and I do, and I do
I was taught to always keep it real it and I do
And I do, and I do, and I do, and I do, and I do
Stumble in the elevator, drifting down the highway
Drug all my numbers, don’t know who the fuck is calling
Feeling extra reckless I could probably use some counseling
It’s a party at the condo, I don’t really feel like talking
Feel like killing the party and
And pissing off all the bitches who wish that they could afford
See I don’t brag a lot, cause when you have a lot,
You don’t you just laugh a lot you just walk it out
don’t know what I’m talking bout
Do you?
Cause I do
The best the best of friends
And the niggas that ride for me will put to sleep the best of me
And stay in your place, pass the ace, and put a smile back on your face
Cause it’s a blessing to be next,
To the best bitch up in this place
I do this shit
While I rap that thing and
And if you ask my haters probably tell you I’m a super bitch
cause I do it so right, and I do it so right
And I do I just like I said I would
Cause I do, I do, I do, I do, I do, I do
I do, I do, I do, I do, I do, I do
I was taught to always keep it real it and I do
And I do, and I do, and I do, and I do, and I do
I was taught to always keep it real it and I do
And I do, and I do, and I do, and I do, and I do.