Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song What I Do, artist - Lil Keed. Album song Keed Talk To 'Em, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 11.12.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Young Stoner Life
Song language: English
What I Do |
Yeah, yeah |
I caught a vibe, you know what I’m sayin'? |
Yeah |
Yeah |
Yeah, let’s go |
Yeah, I’m a real one, you’re opposite, yeah yeah |
You buy Gucci, I buy Chanel, we the opposite, yeah yeah |
I got grown bad hoes, they know I’m the shit, yeah yeah |
You got young dumb hoes who ain’t talkin' 'bout shit, yeah yeah |
If she suck my dick, I drip her wrist, yeah yeah |
Air Force 1's with my Germain 'fit, yeah yeah |
Air Force 1's and Germain on my bitch too |
Yeah, shit, she just tryna do what I do |
Yeah, yeah, woo, bitch, turn up |
Yeah, you see me, turn up, turn up |
When we in the building, turn up |
If he trippin', turn up on him |
Xan, Percs, turn up, turn up |
Baby girl, turn up, turn up |
Turn up, turn up |
I don’t know what a nigga sayin' |
These niggas playin', I ain’t playin' |
Thirty AR shots, leave him plankin' |
Stay tryna steal the drip, these niggas Plankton |
Chains on me, they not tanglin' |
Hellcat, not a stain on it |
My word, you know I’ma stand on it |
Yeah, I fuck her, she tat my name, yeah |
She tat mine, it’s permanent |
Ooh-ooh, yeah, yeah |
Yeah, flossy flossy |
Flossy flossy bossy, yeah |
Inside look like Tootsie Roll |
Get these bands and toss it up |
Yeah, yeah |
It’s like a football game when I toss it up |
Yeah, no heads or tails but I toss her up |
Yeah, I’m a real one, you’re opposite, yeah yeah |
You buy Gucci, I buy Chanel, we the opposite, yeah yeah |
I got grown bad hoes, they know I’m the shit, yeah yeah |
You got young dumb hoes who ain’t talkin' 'bout shit, yeah yeah |
If she suck my dick, I drip her wrist, yeah yeah |
Air Force 1's with my Germain 'fit, yeah yeah |
Air Force 1's and Germain on my bitch too |
Yeah, shit, she just tryna do what I do |
She just wanna do what I do |
I say «Boo, shit, it’s up to you» |
I want all of you, I ain’t tryna choose |
Yeah, I just be with shooters, but I shoot it too |
Yeah |
Come here girl, yeah |
Come here girl, yeah |
Come here, give me some head |
Yeah |
She blow up my phone and I’m busy |
I’m in the snake pit, yeah, you know I get tricky |
You know I get sticky |
Still own Glocks, the drake hold a fifty |
Him and him in a Bentley |
I stay on my pivot |
These hoes, they know that I’m pimpin' |
Yeah, and pack came in |
Migo, he get it, he shift it |
Yeah, benjamins, stuffed in these britches |
Talkin' Wonder Bread, stuffed in these britches |
Okay, shit |
Yeah, I’m a real one, you’re opposite, yeah yeah |
You buy Gucci, I buy Chanel, we the opposite, yeah yeah |
I got grown bad hoes, they know I’m the shit, yeah yeah |
You got young dumb hoes who ain’t talkin' 'bout shit, yeah yeah |
If she suck my dick, I drip her wrist, yeah yeah |
Air Force 1's with my Germain 'fit, yeah yeah |
Air Force 1's and Germain on my bitch too |
Yeah, shit, she just tryna do what I do |