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playboi carti - u kan do it too lyrics

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[intro: playboi carti & gunna]
n+gga, the only reason i’m leaving the room is just to go p+ss (n+gga, n+gga, give me that)
no cap, i ain’t leavin’ this mothaf+cka’
but you know, just, gotta go in
f+ck all these n+ggas, you gotta go in
just gotta go in, my n+gga, f+ck are you talkin’ ’bout?
okay, uh (slatt)
(i just told richie we rich)
(yeah, slatt)

[chorus]
reddest coupes, corvette (jump out)
and i went and copped a tonka (jump out)
got a rolls royce, just for the summer
brand+new lamb’, shoutout my baby mama, huh
then i got a benz truck, yeah, just to go dumber (then i got a benz truck)
momma got a benz truck, she goin’ dumber (momma got a benz)
i’m pourin’ m’s up, all summer (i’m on them m’s)

[verse]
(yeah, yeah, jump out, jump out)
stack that money young n+gga, better get that ass up (jump out, jump out)
stack that monеy young n+gga, better get yo’ ass up (jump out, jump out)
stack that monеy young n+gga, better get yo’ ass up (jump out, jump out)
we got some new b+tches (jump out, jump)
we got some brand new whips (jump out, jump out)
we got some new whips (jump out)
we got some brand new sh+t, ah (jump out)
we got some brand new sh+t, baby (jump out)
can you please come outside, baby? ah (jump out)
brought that money (yeah, jump out), too much money
shawty gon’ suck my d+ck ’til i go to sleep (jump out, jump out)
been rollin’, been rollin’, been rollin’, been rollin’ all week (uh, uh, yeah)
i got the new bag (new bag)
i get a new bag, bag, huh (jump out)
i got a new bad b+tch, huh
she so bad, bad, bad (jump out, jump out)
she the best i’ve motherf+ckin’ had
tryna cop everything, got glass (jump out)
i got bad b+tches in my past
but this b+tch here, h+ll yeah
uh, i’m ’bout to cop me a bentley
i’m ’bout to shop with some b+tches, uh
i’m ’bout to spend on some b+tches (yeah)
i don’t need no wallet, this sh+t come with no limit, yeah
all of my b+tches they got it, all of my b+tches conceited (jump out, jump out, jump out)
and i handle my business (jump out, jump out, jump out), yeah, hold up, better mind yo’ f+ckin’ business (yeah, jump out, jump out, jump out)
this a real black business (b+tch, jump out, jump out, jump out), yeah, hold up
get blooded up in this business
i don’t give a f+ck, i set a b+tch ass n+gga up
yeah, we got them guns, we k!ll that b+tch in the back of the club
we got tons, i got a b+tch in the back (okay)
b+tch, i got tons, yeah, we servin’ that crack
they callin’ me mad, yeah, they callin’ me max
i rock out the show, then hop on a jet (okay)
i hop on a ho’, then count up a check
i keep that b+tch, if you wanna ask (okay, jump out, jump out, jump out), let’s go
man, i heard your man an actor (jump out, jump out, jump out)
heard that b+tch mad i didn’t clap her (jump out, jump out, jump out, jump out)
he got ran over by my tractor (okay)
’cause he don’t matter, he don’t f+ckin’ matter, yeah
’cause he don’t matter, he don’t f+ckin’ matter, yeah
[chorus]
reddest coupes, corvette
and i went and copped a tonka
got a rolls royce, just for the summer
brand+new lamb’, shoutout my baby mama, huh
then i got a benz truck, yeah, just to go dumber (then i got a benz truck)
momma got a benz truck, she goin’ dumber
i’m pourin’ m’s up, all summer (jump out, jump out, jump out)
(boy)



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