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don’t do it - jaywatch lyrics

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don’t do it
jay rice
went from ice on my shoulder post-game you know b-tch i’ve been throwing
telling coach i’m good to throw in
never take some ibuprofen
ice on my wrist i can’t front you you know my bank won’t let me let me
rolly roll rolly
they’ll try to sell me out if they don’t know me
you know you saw me 2018 maybe i dropped out of college finished my last semester freshman year now let’s be honest
that b-tch call me daddy boost my ego let me just be modest
uh f-ck that sh-t it’s not like being humble get acknowledged
uh
i’ve been f-cking but lately i’ve been a f-cking problem (yeah)
y’all got 99 need some more i got em
throwing hands on me i got the gold glove and i f-ckin caught em
d-mn i really wish my parents woulda used a f-cking condom
blah
that sh-t over with i’m vibin on my newest set
play my sh-t at atl producer asking who is that now i got that new contact
i think i’m headed far away
they’ll be sure to let me know they only one phone call away
oh don’t do it (oh don’t do it)
oh my god (oh my god)
b-tch i do it
like it’s my job
oh don’t do it (oh don’t do it)
oh my god (oh my god)
i do this sh-t eight days a week and then i mob (yeah)
rolling out the juul
let me be i’m f-ckin vibin
working 902 we’re playing verse and balling up the sideway
always up and wildin engineer
study while i’m drinking loco what’s the problem
cl-ss at 9 that’s perfect timin (yeah yeah)
go to lexer get the girl behind me’s snap
she won’t recognize me less i pull up with the dodger hat
friday night i see her at the bar lookin like a snack
then my roommate take her home but i can’t say no sh-t bout that
that’s more power to him i got plenty i could call em quick
better not i’m tired and i don’t need no problem on my d-ck
heaven help me if my mama ever played n heard this sh-t
just in case mama swear on god my grades are lookin sl!ck
still flexin on the reg all i do is shoot the trig
got the tension with a appa
pull up 30 feet away
that sh-t catch attention baddie lookin at me rubber necked
i look back and then again d-mn glad i double checked
oh don’t do it (oh don’t do it)
oh my god (oh my god)
b-tch i do it
like it’s my job
oh don’t do it (oh don’t do it)
oh my god (oh my god)
i do this sh-t eight days a week and then i mob
oh don’t do it (oh don’t do it)
oh my god (oh my god)
b-tch i do it
like it’s my job
oh don’t do it (oh don’t do it)
oh my god (oh my god)
i do this sh-t eight days a week and then i mob

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