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i did it - zo trapalot lyrics

[intro]
i know these n*gga’s don’t like me
buy ’cause my diamonds hit hard as a motherf*cker
wild, ’cause i hit your b*tch hard

[chorus]
huh, uh (yeah)
i know these p*ssy’s don’t like me, deep down inside they just want to be in my position (position)
zotrap he always standing on the business (the business)
i don’t gotta show my hand, just my pendant (my pendant)
only time i show my hand is i f*ck around and open*hand one of these lil n*ggas (overslap)
how you gon keep your boy from the back, when you know d*mn well i’ma get it? (let’s go)

[verse 1]
iced out my mouth, yeah i did it, yeah (i did it)
f*cked on a few n*gga’s b*tches, of course (of course)
i got some skeletons in my closet, racks in my pillow, i’m hearing they voice (they voice)
i had to sell rocks on the block and grind for the belt, i ain’t had me no choice (no choice)(i didn’t)
pockets on fat when jay come see me, main reason why i (con) to copping jordan’s (the kicks)

[chorus]
huh, uh
i know these p*ssy’s don’t like me, deep down inside they just want to be in my position (position)
zotrap he always standing on the business (the business)
i don’t gotta show my hand, just my pendant (my pendant)
only time i show my hand is i f*ck around and open*hand one of these lil n*ggas (let’s go)
how you gon keep your boy from the back, when you know d*mn well i’ma get it? (the door)
[verse 2]
(huh)
(uh ,uh, uh uh, uh)
these n*ggas just want to see me fall, but d*mn well i ain’t going for that sh*t (n*gga i ain’t going)
i just sit back quite on top, play me and i get to blowing in this b*tch (b*tch i get to blowin’)
took a flute, gave her back on my hussle, you’d think lauren in this b*tch (london)
n*ggas be my son but i ain’t got kids (huh?)
gotta make sure the real ones born rich (yeah)
yeah she got all the percs to be in bad but i just hate a boring b*tch (hoe lyin’)
i ain’t got a hit song on the radio but there ain’t a b*tch i ain’t hit (on god)
(haha)

[bridge]
(uh ,uh, uh uh, uh)
n*ggas talk all that gang sh*t on the net but ain’t even got a gun (how?)
(uh ,uh, uh uh, uh)
i don’t give a f*ck how much s*x she gon’ leave, i bet i make her cum (wow)

- zo trapalot lyrics

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