Jay Jenkins - I Do This sh** lyrics

Published

0 95 0

Jay Jenkins - I Do This sh** lyrics

Speedy you a fool for this one n***a(haha, yeah) Cte n***a you already know what it is(yeeeaaah) Twenty one gun salute I got twenty-two's on my coupe(lets go) CHORUS I do this sh** My chevy standing so tall Im looking down on y'all Its all i gotta tell you n***as I do this sh** The ice shine so bright The kush burn just right My last time tellin you n***as I do this sh** My paypa standin so tall Ya know ya boy gon ball Thats all i gotta tell you n***as I do this sh** The ice shine so bright The kush burn just right My last time tellin you n***as I do this sh** 26 inches(whew) Honeydew outside Watermelon inside Now thats a sweet ride(daamn) She diggin me(me) Checkin out my paint job(job) And im diggin her Trying to get a blow job(yeeeah) And my jobs hard I keep hard work(aye) Yeah its hard now But it was soft first(chyeah) You know off-white flaked up just pale China white or basement floppin fishscales(ha-ha) S550 yeah that brand new benz(benz) Bought em two the same colour I call em simese twins(damn) Ya can't outshine me Ya can't out cla** me(naw) My wrist so shy But my neck so flashy(haha) Chorus x2 Im wit a gang a hoes(hoes) We at the Papa does(yeah) Chevy sittin on them large pies We call it dominoes(whew) Or maybe pizzahut(hut) Or even papa johns(johns) They was out of Cris(naw) So i ordered Dom I was like what Call me lil john(yeeah) Keepers on kim so im f**kin done(aye) Im the sh** biyatch Thats right a f**king don 200 karats now thats a f**kin charm(damn) And this my lucky charm And i ain't talking corn flakes I know philly n***as And they ain't sellin cheese steaks(naw) But if ya bread straight(straight) You could get the whole eight(yeah) You dont act right they comin for ya whole safe(aye) CHORUS X 2 The bricks wrapped up and im strapped up(yeah) n***a act up get capped up(plow) Ya see this big toy Play if ya wanna n***a Hear it over hear ya just around the corner n***a(whoa) Im a heavyweight never boxed one round(naw) In and outta state never lost one pound n***a im crazy straight(chyeah) I flipped crazy weight(aye) Now i flip the mic And thats crazy(right) Trap or die n***a Thats my favorite tune(yep) Im always in the kitchen Thats my favorite room(haha) In a baking mind(mind) Call me dunkin hinds(okay) Ran through a hundred grand Call it a waste of time(yeah) Chorus x 2