head duke) do what you do (do what you do) just as long as it works for you if you gotta sling crack or you rocking a suit I aint mad homey do what you do
lawless We ballin out yea regardless VVS yea yea we flawless You do what you gotta do, we do what we wanna do [Verse 2] You wanna get shot, go ahead
a drummer last week At a pool bar, down b-by the shore With a body like that, and your stone washed eyes I want you more He cried, "Mother! What'd you do
, Sessilee Lopez Arlenis Sosa, Selita Ebanks If you work with my people, speak that Jourdan Dunn language Make a phone call, out to Joan Smalls I wonder how it feel to lower Stone
you, looking at me Walking under bridges Sorry it?s a little late but you know What just want to keep me happy What I gotta do you, make you let Me
for I don't know what I do Preacher man, preacher man, preacher man why don't you understand? Preacher man, preacher man Cause I'm gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone (Have you
to get crazy I was born to get wild, that's my style If you didn't know that, well, baby, now you know now 'Cause I'm havin' a good time with you I'm tellin' you
Do you know what's worth fighting for? When it's not worth dying for? Does it take your breath away And you feel yourself suffocating? Does the pain
city with my high-beams on Can you see me? Can you see me? Get your Visine on Y'all just do not fit the picture, turn your wise friend on If you thinkin
just how you got into debt You lost when you nodded your neck Through the vest, through the chest that you tried to protect Take the voice that you try to project, check Darin' you
nigga you sloppy You know that I'm eight levels above you nigga I'll plug you nigga, I never heard of you nigga, ugly nigga (what y'all gonna do now?)
'm talkin armageddon shit, they "Yes, you the Marines" Ain't gon be no chance, you bout to go to sleep Hit you where you breathe and then you feelin like
They want it, I got it, damn right I'ma flaunt it Do anything you want, just don't get up on it Them O.G.'s raised, you know them streets made me Equipped
not what I need from you You think that you know (I do) You've made yourself cold (Oh yeah) How could you believe them over me, I'm your girl You're
you, baby If you scared you better run You better run, you better run You better, you better, you better Run, run, runaway, runaway, baby Before I put my spell on you You
money market I'm buck you ain't worth shit, nigga what? Think about it, shorty what you drivin' stoned by your daddy Oops, you almost had me, geesed
you rock to Thought that I would never get you? Got you Doggin the floor like you know you never done before How could a brother be so hardcore And still keep you
