Roscoe Dash - I Do (Ft. K La) lyrics
rate meI have all the swag, body bag
Life’s a fucking party, I’m wasted, someone call a cab.
Stumbling to the car but they keep asking for autograph's
I’m going home with girls, girls, girls, yep, all of that.
Tell me is it the fame or the money?
Either way these people all think there must be something about me stunning,
Ah, everythang, I’m juiced up, I know the truth stuff
Cause everything I do’s just actually too much
For y’all niggas
Oh yeah and I’m awesome over all niggas
Motherfucking dimes, I can’t even see you small niggas
So pardon me, please, I don’t mean to brag
But I just spent 40.000 yen on these jeans I have on baby
Oh yeah money long baby,
You just wear your makeup on the waistline of my draws
I mean oh you can be the inspiration for my next song
Just motherfucking do with me, and boss jimmy johns
I’m the bomb dot com, shout out to my moms
It's been a long time coming, and we still going strong
We win it, can’t let up
Cause once these clowns forget us
Is gonna take a lifetime trying to make them unforget us
So I’m gonna represent us, from start and to the finish
I work hard to pay off, ball I gets to play off
You used to ball too, until you got laid out
Back in 95’s damn I bet that's chaos
Life’s about lessons, sit back and watch me teach
Like a game of badminton, I’m so out of reach
I’m at the finish line, give my winning speech
It goes, mhmhm, mhm,
fuck all y’all who said I couldn’t do it
I hope every time you grab a drive your forced to hear my music
You’re so cubic, I’m so coolest
Got your girlfriend playing nudes
uhm, with no script, but I don’t trip
Trust me I give a bat,these zombies like a wrist
to cast no lady and the tramp,but they would give the cast,we tripple that.i used to have problems
until I learnt to deal I was taught to stay positive
But always keep it real and I do
I do, I do, I do, I do,
Oh, oh, I do, I do, I do, I do
I was taught to always keep it real when I do
what I do, and I do, and I do, and I do, and I do
I was taught to always keep it real when I do
what I do, and I do, and I do, and I do, and I do
Stumblin' in the elevator, drifting down the hallway
Drunk texted all my numbers, don’t know who the fuck is calling
Feeling extra reckless I could probably use some counseling
It’s a party at your condo, I don’t really feel like talking
Feel like killing the party and …and air jordans
And pissing off all the bitches who wish that they could afford em See um don’t brag a lot, cause when you have a lot,
You don’t talk about it, you just laugh alot,you just walk it out, pop it all and stock it out, but yall bitter bitch as haters don’t know what I’m talking bout
Do you? Cause I do
the best I can, me and my crew's the best of friends
And the niggas that ride for me will put to sleep the best of me
And stay in your place, pass the ace, and put a smile back on your face
Cause it’s a blessing to be next up
To the best dressed bitch up in this place
did I fail to mention that um, I do this shit…
While you other candy coaters on that carbo- box of goober shit I write, rap, sing and do it all on a brand new box of cooler shit And if you ask my haters probably tell you I’m a super bitch, yeah
uh huh thats cause I do this shit,
Cause I do it so right, and I do it so good
And I do I just like I said I would
Cause I do, I do, I do, I do, I do, I do
I do, I do, I do, I do, I do, I do
I was taught to always keep it real when I do
what I do, and I do, and I do, and I do, and I do
I was taught to always keep it real when I do
what I do, and I do, and I do, and I do, and I do.
Thanks to #TeamKLA for correcting these lyrics
Thanks to barbiebeezie for correcting these lyrics
