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westwood - what i do lyrics

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[chorus]
f+ck all the small talk, baby, that’s what i do (what i do)
i’d have to let up myself before i could lose (before could i lose)
i wanna go so fast, so i’ll hop in the nascar too (wroom+wroom+wroom)
f+ck all the small talk, baby, that’s what i do
baby, that’s what i do, got two bands in the back of the coupe+coupe
goin’ out [five?], i would stick out the roof, baby girl, let me show you what i do (yeah)
i don’t know how to stay cool, i’m tryna— i’m tryna get like you (yeah, baby girl)
i don’t know how to stay cool, i’m tryna— i’m tryna get like you, let me show you what i do

[verse]
she swear to god i’m the best
i cannot tell you what i feel in my chest, okay
the things i would do for some ass
shout out my [?] put the rumor to rest
i swear to god, i’m feelin’ this b+tch
hit from the back, and i’m k!llin’ this b+tch, okay
they tryna get it likе this, shout out life
it don’t get bettеr than this
don’t give a f+ck what i said
i got racks, put them on the bed
ears gon’ perk when i talk like ted
everybody wanna know what the f+ck i said
i got a all+black whip with a real low tint
and the leather on the inside pink
take off your headphones
you don’t even know what i said, but you know what the f+ck i mean
everybody been tryna get like this
got a new check, gotta flood my wrist
out all night, where the h+ll i been?
i been [?] (yeah+yeah)
walk out the house with the chrome
we done put twenty right after your dome
girl, we had something, like, what do i owe?
geek on your lady right up in my home
don’t give a f+ck what i said
i got racks, put them on the bed
ears gon’ perk when i talk like ted
everybody wanna know what the f+ck i said
i got a all+black whip with a real low tint
and the leather on the inside pink
take off your headphones
you don’t even know what i said, but you know what the f+ck i mean
[chorus]
f+ck all the small talk, baby, that’s what i do (what i do)
i’d have to let up myself before i could lose (before could i lose)
i wanna go so fast, so i’ll hop in the nascar too (wroom+wroom+wroom)
f+ck all the small talk, baby, that’s what i do
baby, that’s what i do, got two bands in the back of the coupe+coupe
goin’ out [five?], i would stick out the roof, baby girl, let me show you what i do (yeah)
i don’t know how to stay cool, i’m tryna— i’m tryna get like you (yeah, baby girl)
i don’t know how to stay cool, i’m tryna— i’m tryna get like you, let me show you what i—



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