33 lyrics for "You do it (Ayy)"

Ayy, where you from? If that coupe came with rims, I don't want it (skrrt) Stock me out (ooh, yeah,) big block me out (ooh, yeah) Robocops, they out (ayy,) put my guns in the house (12) So much cash over this way (cash) No, no droughts Bunch of alcohol,
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Yeah, uh, yeah I love Trippie Redd Yeah, Big 14, baby Big 14, Big 14, baby, ayy, yeah Gotta tell you something, coming up from overreacting I don't be asking if you're lacking And it must be something, you must feel the energy You must feel it when we're
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When I'm in L.A., pedal to the floor, mane Your bitch in my face, she must be a hoe, mane Money in the way, I can't see my floor, mane Pull up, 'Ventador, ayy, watch my doors, mane She wan' smoke my dope, ayy Let her smoke my dope, ayy Fuck her in her
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Ooh-ooh, I don't even know you anymore I won't listen, save the bitchin' This feel different, something's missing I don't even know you anymore I don't even know you anymore, ayy Every time you call, I hit ignore ('Nore) (I don't even know you anymore)
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Riding shotty 'cause I got to roll this dope, it's a fast road (skrrt) So, you right Yeah, Gunner AyyAyy, ready to die But I can't I'm too alive Should've killed me when they tried Couldn't see me in the skies When you camouflaged, eating Pad Thai, hahaha I
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It's a hell of a life You look like you'd be heaven for a night (for the night) Make me wanna die (it's a hell of a—) You look like money, money, dollar signs My ticket to the ride (it's a hell of a life) It's a hell of a life (ayy, yo, ayy, yo, ayy, yo)
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Dearly departed, from these unmotivated hatin' hoes I'ma drown a nigga in the river of lost souls Your bitch looking at me up and down like an Elder Scroll, ayy! I'ma drown a nigga in the river of lost souls (I'ma, yuh, yuh) I'ma drown a nigga in the
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Heard they tryna steal the wave, cut it out, cut it out Spicy mamis on the way, bust it down, bust it down Saw my watch, she love the way I flood it out, ayy Talk to me nice, show you what these Bentley 'bout, whoa Pipe down, throwin' up shots First we
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You been scarred too deep, I can tell I can tell, yeah I can tell Baby what's the hold up I tried to hold it down I ain't worried 'bout you bitch, ayy On foe 'nem Uno said on bro 'nem Love scars, love scars, love scars
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Ladies and gentlemen All that lil' slick shit, all that lil' fake ass shit Man I be readin' that shit, man Y'all don't really fuck with me, ayy, ayy, ayy You don't really fuck with me So stop actin' like you fuck with me 'Cause I ain't gon' act like I
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