What It Do (feat. Jim Hurdle)

Livin' my life with no hesitation
Because the last thing you ever wanna do is look back
And for that

Switchin' lanes and swervin' when I'm in the coupe
Throwin' up a deuce like it's an alley-oop
My brother, them beside me yelling what it do
Juiced up and toe-down, and they lovin' the crew

Juiced up and toe-down, on my flip, makin' my round
Smelling like a pound, dripping
Juiced up and toe-down, on my flip, makin' my round
Smelling like a pound, dripping fina paint the town

Full cup, all juiced up, sharp click, whole crew cut
Celebrate every move up, women love when we pull up
Fall in love want to choose something that's outside of the usual
And I can't blame her, cause nowadays they don't make em like they used to

But have faith in I, see that's what I need in this two-door and a neck massage
Crumplin' Oreos in loose leaf for the neck arrives
Thinkin' bout my next play just like exercise
Attract the best in life, right

Swiss truffles and GH mumm restin' on ice
She say she love me, start with yourself first, the best advice
Baby I just want the best, got a little taste of success
Now I can't let up, no rest, gotta get this all off my chest

Constant reminders that we're blessed, take it slow and get it all instead
Of missin' out, I want all this bread, light this baby, hit the pedal and jet, yeah

Switchin' lanes and swervin' when I'm in a coupe
Throwin' up a deuce like it's a alley-oop
Shawty hit my line and told me slide on through
She got Sade on replay and it's the the sweetest taboo, yea

Juiced up and toe-down, on my flip, makin' my round
Smelling like a pound, dripping
Juiced up and toe-down, on my flip, makin' my round
Smelling like a pound, dripping fina paint the town

From so long back to Rolling Stone, I done shook it up
Who am I? Better look it up, I'm good as fuck
Been a star like Michelin when I'm cookin' up
Fuck you mean? Can I hook it up
Come correct if you pullin' up, or don't pull on up, cause the jug is up

Juiced up and I'm throwed down, jammin' screw when I roll out
Know I'm talkin' bout like I'm Pimp C, Bun B, slow down
Let him know I been outside, fuck it let it rain, I got hella range
King James feel like Ving Rhames, for you baby boys like a ceiling fan

All that noise better kill it, man, cut it off, guillotine
Pinky ring propped way, way, way up high when I'm sippin' drink
Word of mouth you ain't heard about, few tricks that ain't turnin' out
Wish I knew way back then what I'm learnin' about my purpose now

Big league like a burnin' house, play this loud when I swerve around
Yeah, I'm like your lady favorite song, when I pull up, she don't turn me down
Play this loud when I swerve around
Yeah, I'm like your lady favorite song, when I pull up, she don't turn me down
I'm out chea'

Switchin' lanes and swervin' when I'm in the coupe
Throwin' up a deuce like it's a alley-oop
Shawty hit my line and told me slide on through
She got Sade on the replay and it's the sweetest taboo

Juiced up and toe-down, on my flip, makin' my round
Smelling like a pound, dripping
Juiced up and toe-down, on my flip, makin' my round
Smelling like a pound, dripping fina paint the town

Celebratin' every win
Never forgettin' where we came from
And always rememberin' how far we got

Switchin' lanes and swervin' when I'm in the coupe
Throwin' up a deuce like it's a alley-oop
Shawty hit my line and told me slide on through
She got Sade on the replay and it's the sweetest taboo



Credits
Writer(s): Rey Resurreccion, Sebastian Scheinhart, James Hurdle
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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