Dj Kay Slay - Don’t Do It lyrics

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Ft. Fat Joe, French Montana & Rico Love

(Hook)

Them niggas got an attitude when we pull in them cars

Shut them down the avenue and they start actin' like 'em broads

Don’t, don't do it, don't, don't do it, don't, don't do it!

(Turn the lights down)

(Verse: Fat Joe)

They call me Joey Powder X cause I'm with the good

Niggas ain't recognize yet, but they bitches do

Nah, I ain't throwin' up no sex, but my niggas do

Versace frames, Versace chains, that's what Big would do

Aquafina, she put that Aquafina

So much ass up in this car, you would think it's La Marina

And this chain weigh two kilos, bought that bitch in 88'

Tattoo Al Pacino, I like to keep this in that paper plate

(Don't do it!) I'mma work of art but these gats deep

(Don't do it!) I'm Leonardo, Great Gatsby

Swimming pools, gay parties, white girls doin' cocaine prolly

She gain(?) steps, she'll leave ok, that bitch sound like ?

(Hook)

Them niggas got an attitude when we pull in them cars

Shut them down the avenue and they start actin' like 'em broads

Don’t, don't do it, don't, don't do it, don't, don't do it!

(Montana, turn the lights on!)

(Verse 2: French Montana)

All my dawgs stylin', got em feelin' awkward

Them niggas fat, Joey Carver

Don't do it, mate, eight digits, blew it

And I caught it whippin' hard like Martha Stewart

I'm talkin' thirty chains, thirty clip a pint

Gettin' brain, make a mill, watchin' niggas change

Shit get strange, them coke boys be whylin'

Drop head, no molly, More O's, more prolems

I say fuck hoes, more comic

(Hook)

Them niggas got an attitude when we pull in them cars

Shut them down the avenue and they start actin' like 'em broads

Don’t, don't do it, don't, don't do it, don't, don't do it!

(Turn the lights on!)

(Verse 3: Rico Love)

Black drop-top, drop-crotch, call me Hammer Time

Rolly black face with yellow diamonds, that's a Dandy-Line

Phantom Spaceship, I could try that shit and recline

And when you go to Hugh Blows, tell em my name

The owner's a friend of mine

I'm on every station, listen for my adlist

You came for vacation but that's where I live

Gave my daddy my Benz, gave my momma my Grammies

Still the king of the mill and I run that bitch from Miami

Do somethin', nigga!

(Hook)

Them niggas got an attitude when we pull in them cars

Shut them down the avenue and they start actin' like 'em broads

Don’t, don't do it, don't, don't do it, don't, don't do it!