Nasty C - Don't Do It lyrics

[Hook: Nasty_C] They gon' tell you bout the high, don't do it They gon' make you smoke that loud, don't do it Grab on it, hold on baby (x2) Don't do it You know the devil gon' test you Don't you fall under the pressure baby (Don't do it, don't do it) [Verse 1: Nasty_C] They tell me that this good guy sh** is not working out They say I need a different plan I need to get one of these famous n***as' girlfriends naked And put the video on Instagram Trust me if I pour her up a bigger gla** Then she'll show a little a** And she might put her hands up in a n***a pants To make up for the little a**, cause she got a little a** I was in the club getting, a lap dance from a big one But I was on my phone tweeting bout his other song You would swear I couldn't feel nothing Like I couldn't feel her a** I was at the club getting, a little too drunk for a little man Thinking bout how God can take it all away Like "Fooled ya, it was just a prank" Should've listened to your dad when he said, he said [Hook: Nasty_C] They gon' tell you bout the high, don't do it They gon' make you smoke that loud, don't do it (yeah) Grab on it, hold on baby (x2) Don't do it You know the devil gon' test you Don't you fall under the pressure baby (Don't do it, don't do it) [Verse 2: Nasty_C] Look, Pops told me I am not the only n***a out here with a talent Had to do whatever just to make it happen Now I'm in the penthouse with Italian b**hes, throwing it at me And telling me how I really, really have it I don't know a f** n***a in my whole squad People asking me where I got all this gold from "It's rose gold n***a, ask me where it rose from" She never come to me when she got all her clothes on Don't do it, you know how I need you naked I know two gla**es of that white wine gets you faded Your best friend always been lying to your face Why you think she tell you every night out get some [?] Yeah f** yeah Yeah f** yeah Come, come, come you know that I got the real stuff here What's a ballerina to me, I've been on my toes all f**ing year This is something that your ears must hear Cause them other n***as well you know... [Hook: Nasty_C] They gon' tell you bout the high, don't do it They gon' make you smoke that loud, don't do it (yeah) Grab on it, hold on baby (x2) Don't do it You know the devil gon' test you Don't you fall under the pressure baby (Don't do it, don't do it) [Verse 3: Tellaman) (Tellaman ohhh) They tell me that this guy good guy sh** is not working out That too I'm quiet, I need to loud in my mouth If I hit it I'll elevate to a higher grade, no play fair They tell me that I'm a stoner Should be gliding on top of the clouds It's easy to get lost in the moment With all this liquor we've been pouring The smoke in the air got you choking This thing got you pretty historic Your man is calling but you ignore it Tonight you're the one I'll be scoring You'll regret it all in the morning Your mama ain't raise you that way Know what she said, baby she said.... [Hook: Nasty_C& *Tellaman* ] They gon' tell you bout the high, don't do it They gon' make you smoke that loud, don't do it (yeah) Grab on it, hold on baby (x2) Don't do it You know the devil gon' test you Don't you fall under the pressure baby (Don't do it, don't do it)