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dior don - do it all lyrics

me and the cash go together, real bad
i was all cool with lil’ shawty ’til she wasn’t tryna throw ass
tell her go back to her last n+gga
head back to the lab and crank out that boy with that slabs, you know? (tamat the you know)
somebody finna get robbed tonight
get dropped tonight
pistola pop it right, turn left
give a hoe a lockjaw, i might
no cop, no stop, push 150 on the e+way, all tonight
i’ma do this sh+t all and right
when you f+cked up in the mix, get right or get left, you a soft lil’ guy
n+ggas was havin’ motion ‘fore the sh+t was a thing, pardon my timin’
chino my brudda and no, we ain’t in a minute, i bet he still slidin’
lil’ bitty b+tch, i’m still rhymin’, wassup?
no problem cuttin’ pie, little caesar
got ’em askin’ why they can’t keep up
squeeze a lil’ .9 ‘fore i squeeze a jеsus piece
turn this sh+t to columbine, n+gga, spеak up
purple promethazine, finna geek up
turn it, turn it up around, turn the beat up
hundred rack in the duff, make a b+tch go crazy (hey)
hundred shots to her back, make a b+tch look lazy (hey)
one hundred rocks on the set, it look like a baby (hey)
tell that b+tch, “shut the f+ck up”, she say, “only d+ck make me”
could’ve did a bit better than that
used to slide a mcqueen, a fact
.556 with a switcher attached
lit than a b+tch, i got used them racks
guapo got jammed off of feedin’ that fye
my brothers got rich off of shippin’ that pack
throwin’ bows if you need you some gas
we know you for real, no, you ain’t built to last

- dior don lyrics

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