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do it 2 em - bshr lyrics

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[chorus]
hop in and get it started… i go r*t*rded (i get it started)
nutted on her ass, it ain’t mine, but i marked it (that hoe ain’t mine)
d*mn her ass so fat, it ain’t hers, it’s aftermarket (her ass so fat)
this too easy, she up on my d*ck ’cause i’m the hardest (she know wassup)

shot a p*ssy n*gga now my choppa feelin’ grumpy (d*mn)
always talkin’ down, but them haters know they love me (know they love me)
groovin’ on the beat, now yo’ momma even want me (yo momma want me)
groupie tryna follow me back stage, hoe you ugly (hoe you ugly)

[verse]
d*mn i ain’t еven wanna do it to ’em (i ain’t wanna do it to ’em)
i’m thе sh*t and n*ggas know, i ain’t had to prove it to ’em (that’s how it is)
me, treezy, and ballermain take hoes, we runnin’ through ’em (better watch yo’ b*tch)
p*ssy tried to take my chain i had to go and shoot him (pop, pop, pop, pop)

n*gga wanna meet the draco, hey i’ll introduce ya’ (aye bro, wassup)
pull up to scene my pockets fat they like rasputia (my pockets fat)

little boy you better go sit back you need a booster seat (booster seat)
pull up to his block, i brought nina, said “you too should meet” (hey… hey… aye)
say he finna slide out tonight, you better use some grease (aye… aye)
but you p*ssy n*ggas really fakin’, ain’t got tools to squeeze (h*ll nah)

i attack, go crazy on the track, but i got two degrees (few degrees)
and i got that blue cheese (blue cheese)
yo’ b*tch she just blew me…(right on yo’ crew street) now she got them blue knees
thirsty hoe said, “use me”
i said, “what, excuse me?”

i hit once, no two three (i’m one and done)
baby girl just chew me (hot dog no bun)

now she tryna sue me (you never won)
girl, you just a hoochie (might meet the gun)

i told you keep the coochie, just want me for my gucci…
just want me for rubies, just want me for my rupees
yes hoe, i saw them roofies so get up out my room please
(get up out my room please… told her get up out my room please… aye… i don’t no extra room keys)

[chorus]
hop in and get it started… i go r*t*rded (i go r*t*rded)
nutted on her ass, it ain’t mine, but i marked it (aye… aye)
d*mn her ass so fat, it ain’t hers, it’s aftermarket (ass so fat)
this too easy, she up on my d*ck ’cause i’m the hardest (she know wassup)

shot a p*ssy n*gga now my choppa feelin’ grumpy (aye)
always talkin’ down, but them haters know they love (they know wassup)
groovin’ on the beat, now yo’ momma even want me (yeah she want me)
groupie tryna follow me back stage, hoe you ugly (hoe you ugly, hoe you ugly)

d*mn i ain’t even wanna do it to ’em
[outro]
(i ain’t even wanna do it to ’em… but i had to do it to ’em, yeah i had to go and shoot ’em… aye… ’cause that p*ssy actin stupid, actin’ goofy… that n*gga down bad, really actin’ stupid… you n*ggas really losin’, you n*ggas really goofy, aye aye… had to go and do it to ’em aye… what… got to go and do it to ’em)

- bshr lyrics

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