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don't do it - mr. shoeee lyrics

[intro: ty dolla $ign]
all this money on the floor
ten racks, throw it up
watch how i do it, make her drop to her toes
bend it over, pick it up real slow
i do it, baby, do it
up that work, ice like a jacuzzi
in my bag, call me ’06 gucci
what’s happenin’? tryna make a movie?

[chorus: ty dolla $ign]
all this money on the floor
ten racks, throw it up
watch how i do it, make her drop to her toes
bend it over, pick it up real slow
i do it, baby, do it
up that work, ice like a jacuzzi
in my bag, call me ’06 gucci
what’s happenin’? tryna make a movie?

[verse 1: mr. shoeee]
what’s happening here
i don’t wanna go eat some beer
i don’t wanna go in the function
i don’t wanna go act goopy geer
cause i wanna have a life goopy near
i just wanna not be so queer
i don’t wanna act, i don’t wanna act
i don’t wanna act like today’s a bad year
but i have a nice time if i go back home
and i wanna [?]
and you know what i say when i wanna go
and you know what i wanna go wanna go wanna go, woah
wanna go, waah
[verse 2: mf doom]
there’s only one beer left
rappers screaming all in our ears like we’re deaf
tempt me, do a number on the label
eat up all they emcees and drink ’em under the table
like, “it’s on me, put it on my tab, kid”
however you get there, foot it, cab it, iron*horse it
you’re leaving on your face, forfeit
i crush the mic, hold it like the heat, he might toss it
told him tell ’em they stole it, he told her he lost it
she told him, “get off it,” and a bunch of other more sh*t
getting money, dt’s be getting no new leads
it’s like he eating watermelon: stay spitting new seeds
it’s the weed, give me some of what he drooping off

[verse 3: mr. shoeee]
i don’t wanna eat a cheeseburger
you don’t have to make me eat a cheeseburger
[?]
i don’t wanna have to eat a cheeseburger
in the ball game, you gonna take me out to the ball game
you gonna watch me take out to the ball game
cause i wanna go to the ba*ba*ball game
yeah, take me out to the ball game
you don’t wanna have to [?]
[chorus: ty dolla $ign]
all this money on the floor
ten racks, throw it up
watch how i*
all this money on the floor
money money money money money money money money money money money money money money money money money money money money money money money money money money money money money money money money money

[outro: ron browz]
how we ball in the club, i know you hate it
mami dancin’ on the floor all like she naked
when she laid out with you, i know she fake it
all the girls give it to me i ain’t gotta take it
oh ohh! pop champagne!
oh ohh!

- mr shoeee lyrics

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