Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song We Can Do It, artist - Rah Swish.
Date of issue: 24.06.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
We Can Do It |
Lord |
I got some things we can do, haha |
Look |
Nine shots (Brrt) |
I like it fresh out the shower (I like it fresh out the shower) |
And she call me Cain and she said I could get all the power |
(Said I could get all the power) |
I flew her to Paris (Paris) |
Let her take selfies in front of the tower (Woo) |
She doin' no minute man, I had to hit for a hour (I had to hit for a hour) |
If she wanna touch this, she gotta come to the Flossy (Woah) |
You mad? |
(You mad?) |
I told her, «Then fuck it, divorce me"(Fuck it) |
Bought her a Chanel, Yves Saint Laurent |
I never care what it cost me (I never care what it cost me) |
'Cause she like my backbone, she always there to support me |
(She always there to support me) |
And she get a ring, I turn her to my fiance (VVS) |
Put some M’s in her pocket, turn her into my Beyonce |
(I know you like that, baby) |
Now let me cater to you |
I got some things we can do |
To put a baby in you |
You just wanna fuck anywhere you like |
Say my name, I’m like, «Oh, baby» |
Beat it up on the road, baby |
We can do it anywhere |
Bad as fuck, would you mind |
All that designer hittin' the floor, baby? |
Tell me where you wanna go, baby |
I’ll do it anywhere |
You just wanna fuck anywhere you like |
Say my name, I’m like, «Oh, baby» |
Beat it up on the road, baby |
We can do it anywhere |
Bad as fuck, would you mind |
All that designer hittin' the floor, baby? |
Tell me where you wanna go, baby |
I’ll do it anywhere |
On this Fendi shit and this Louis shit |
Plus this Gucci shit, that’s for you, mama |
Got the G-Wagon for the whole month |
Just to cruise in it, spent a few dollars |
And these hatin' hoes tried to play me, close |
But my swerve game shit is too proper |
I’m too solid |
Tell me what you wanna do 'bout it |
Kept a secret but they move 'bout it |
Tell me how you feel when you in the crib |
And I’m on my grind (And I’m on my grind) |
I can still taste you at the top of my lips |
Oh, you on my mind (Oh, you on my mind) |
And I’m on the road, it’s takin' my energy |
Fussin' and fightin', you say that you feelin' me |
Sex hella good but you feel like my enemy |
I like how you get when you do them tricks |
Drinkin' that Clase Azul and that Hennessy |
Tellin' me stop, tellin' me go |
Yellin' out, pull on my hair while you killin' me (Killin' me) |
But let me not play you |
Just let me upgrade you |
I got some things we can do |
To put a baby in you |
You just wanna fuck anywhere you like |
Say my name, I’m like, «Oh, baby» |
Beat it up on the road, baby |
We can do it anywhere |
Bad as fuck, would you mind |
All that designer hittin' the floor, baby? |
Tell me where you wanna go, baby |
I’ll do it anywhere |
You just wanna fuck anywhere you like |
Say my name, I’m like, «Oh, baby» |
Beat it up on the road, baby |
We can do it anywhere |
Bad as fuck, would you mind |
All that designer hittin' the floor, baby? |
Tell me where you wanna go, baby |
I’ll do it anywhere |