spodee - don't do it lyrics
[verse 1]
my chevy look extra spectacular, it cost me bought an acura
i pulled up on them hoes with my pimped out vernacular
masterer, i’m actin’ up, i don’t sell nothin’ but [?]
marijuana, crack and dust, i slammed it like a wrasteler
please don’t do it though, i’m good but i’m hood though
n-gg-s’ talkin’ crazy, i’mma pop ’em like my hood bro (bow bow)
coppin’ bro, i’m rockin’ 4’s, just until the coppers’ go
set the trap on fire, leave it smokin’ like an optimal
i used to ride the bus, now i’m hopping on a g5
polo and a [?], prada, louis, and them levi’s
spodee young p.i., player since i was knee high
my reply for you weak guys, y’all n-gg-s sweeter than beehives
[hook]
you gettin’ money, and poppin’ rubber bands
take it out your pocket think you balling like the man
partner don’t do it, don’t do it, don’t do it, don’t do it
yeah, that’s a hemi, that mean it go fast
see me at the light you got your foot up on the gas
partner don’t do it, don’t do it, don’t do it, don’t do it
[verse 2]
i know you n-gg-s want my style, but i won’t let you see the best of me
i pulled up aggressively on 24 plus extra 3
with pepper seats, god bless the g i can forever see
i don’t f-ck with lame hoes, i spot em like leprosy
the breath for me is precious so, i don’t even waste it
my flow mean cajun, with some foolish innovation
i’m the coolest in the nation, smoking like aces
countin’ all this money got me loving white faces
i’m the truth, you don’t believe me? ask clay, not aiken
don’t do it, is you crazy? the ‘k’ not breaking
if the flake stop shaking and the grape start baking
bet my mustache old spodee start taking
[hook]
you gettin’ money, and poppin’ rubber bands
take it out your pocket think you balling like the man
partner don’t do it, don’t do it, don’t do it, don’t do it
yeah, that’s a hemi, that mean it go fast
see me at the light you got your foot up on the gas
partner don’t do it, don’t do it, don’t do it, don’t do it
at the club, in the vip, chillin’
you think you got a lick you gotta think another minute
partner don’t do it, don’t do it, don’t do it, don’t do it
yeah, ask the b-tches, super spodee [?]
see me puttin’ on and you try to buy the bar
partner don’t do it, don’t do it, don’t do it, don’t do it
[verse 3]
clean, color scheme coordinating perfectly
flippin’ words naturally and my rhymes ain’t nursery
first to be the youngest with this kind of game, certainly
ever since 14 a bad broad nurtured me
i’m a-town, eastside, 26’s when we ride
every freak let me slide, i pack em in on each side
i’m g-fly, gucci and prada, fendi and louis
me and c gutta, 10 hoes, gettin’ to it
[hook]
you gettin’ money, and poppin’ rubber bands
take it out your pocket think you balling like the man
partner don’t do it, don’t do it, don’t do it, don’t do it
yeah, that’s a hemi, that mean it go fast
see me at the light you got your foot up on the gas
partner don’t do it, don’t do it, don’t do it, don’t do it
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