dustinfool - doin me (do it for me) lyrics
[intro]
he shall find me
he shall
ahh+ahh, ahh+ahh
[hook: baoii & dustinfool]
i’m doing me, this flexing sh+t ain’t new to me
got people out here showing love, got no choice i’m blowing up
feel like a party let’s pour it up, made it out the mud we growing up
ain’t about the cash i’d do it for free, shake that ass, you’ll do it for me (you’ll do it for me)
tell you what i want yeah truthfully, hand on the bible i’m shooting threes
the reason the score keeps going up, name on top yeah up above (toughen up)
where i’m from we go pound for pound, you don’t want smoke we packing loud
nothing but hits we pacquiao, gon’ sound it out
[verse: baoii]
500 hundred racks like i’m g lеague man
pull up her gram you gon’ see me d+mn
watch hеr act like she don’t know me, crazy
cause she met me through one of your homies
man its cool with me
life is good just pull the weed
have some fun spend 2 or 3
spread it out charcuterie
sh+t cool to me
f+ck that sh+t, don’t f+ck with my come up
b+tch slide on through and suck the whole nut up
her face all down in my couch with her b+tt up
we late to the movie so don’t go all done up
her face so pretty b+tch melt me like b+tter
she see me right through and that’s why i love her
your girl a fan she sending me dms
they stay poppin’ up i don’t even read em
[hook: baoii & dustinfool]
i’m doing me, this flexing sh+t ain’t new to me
got people out here showing love, got no choice i’m blowing up
feel like a party let’s pour it up, made it out the mud we growing up
ain’t about the cash i’d do it for free, shake that ass, you’ll do it for me (you’ll do it for me)
tell you what i want yeah truthfully, hand on the bible i’m shooting threes
the reason the score keeps going up, name on top yeah up above (toughen up)
where i’m from we go pound for pound, you don’t want smoke we packing loud
nothing but hits we pacquiao, gon’ sound it out
[verse: dustinfool]
yeah, yeah, whoa
pockets full of big bands + its a festival
got so much green around me that i’m starting to think i should eat more vegetables
big big baller, yeah walk around town just swinging my t+st+cl+s
i’m a real shot caller, stacks getting taller
wish a brother wood, i’m a real fire starter
got a girl shaking it for me, i’m sipping a forty
yeah she a bad lil shawty
chains dripping off my neck, that’s a big big bet
brrrr that’s money calling
rappin my ass all the way off
going so hard i think i found my calling
never met yeezy but we still ain’t failing
yeah spar like a spartan and we stay in the phalynx
[bridge]
he shall find me
he shall
ahh+ahh, ahh+ahh
[hook: baoii & dustinfool]
i’m doing me, this flexing sh+t ain’t new to me
got people out here showing love, got no choice i’m blowing up
feel like a party let’s pour it up, made it out the mud we growing up
ain’t about the cash i’d do it for free, shake that ass, you’ll do it for me (you’ll do it for me)
tell you what i want yeah truthfully, hand on the bible i’m shooting threes
the reason the score keeps going up, name on top yeah up above (toughen up)
where i’m from we go pound for pound, you don’t want smoke we packing loud
nothing but hits we pacquiao, gon’ sound it out
yeah, yeah, whoa
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