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lirik lagu ron deuce - do the foo

[verse 1: ron deuce]
i’m sick and tired of these n~ggas lying
getting money never been a crime
when i was broke i had to improvise
was sick and tired of the 9~5
so i bust down that syrup got on the 5
and hit my g slide
now i’m all across the nation
we don’t do complacent
we been thuggin’ on them blocks
now that’s sh~t is ancient hit the caymans
where you from the bay they love my cadence
purchase luxury art thousands on a painting
i’m lazy after i f~ck because i’m going crazy
never a problem getting it up gon’ head and ask the lady dummy faded
sippin’ straight i don’t do the chaser
m&p 15 if thе haters want to meet the maker
i been diffеrent, all around the world i been trippin’
me and uno in times square with boogz yeah, chase there
breaking down them woods, yeah
if you ain’t never had no cali weed visit here
uh
i’m certified you nerdified
you never been to slums
they play hard then turn soft like a fresh stick of gum
i’m from the time where they ghost ride pop pills and go dumb
n~gga where you from
n~gga where you from
watch me do the fool
hit the money dance with my jewels
hit the moves throw out a 100 of them baby blues
i’m the sh~t when my dreads hit
and i get the beard groomed
[chorus: raquel dior & ron deuce]
eww, eww, eww, watch you gone do?
she gon’ hit my phone with the move
she trying to get a room with a view
i’ma have her like
eww, eww, eww, what that sh~t do?
we gon’ catch a flight take a cruise
i’ma sip the yak and do the foo
one time like yee

[verse 2: 2ez 2luv]
stunt on 100
i ride with my gunnaz its
h~lla blues wrapped in a rubber band understand
that its a wrap more like a taliban
n~ggas get hard when they get gun in hand
i came from the block with my brother man
headed straight to the top wrist be fluttered man
hood n~gga do my dance hit the runnin’, man
and i be so real like 100 grand
she just popped a blue pill
now she ready uh
i just want her to feel on the regular
let me put that lil’ wop on a pedi stool
plus she got some good brain, that’s a head on you
my neck iced out this that buss down
my squad, we the wave, don’t get wiped out
new bay, in them days, we the one now
sh~tting on them n~ggas that hated, i got the runs now
see them tables turn my n~gga, now we the plug now
back then she didn’t, but want to f~ck now
[chorus: raquel dior & ron deuce]
she gon’ hit my phone with the move
she trying to get a room with a view
i’ma have her like
eww, eww, eww, what that sh~t do?
we gon’ catch a flight take a cruise
i’ma sip the yak and do the foo
one time like yee

- lirik lagu ron deuce

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