I Do

Chingy, track stars dirty, well
I got a caprice on twenty four's
I got a range rover with spinners
I got an imparler with beat lets go

I do ride Bentleys and coupes
But I don't give away all my loot
Trick four've us and a tramp - I won't (I won't)
Ride less then twenty inches I don't (I don't)

But I do know this may be a single
When I walk my chains on so it my jingle if she give me brainzz on
The haters know were my crew so famous that I cant go no wherin tha lou
You name it the mall the gas station
Dem people be waiting to see me hop in sumin hating all them duece duece skating
Runnin it like walter payton until u fuked it its so blatent fuk the paper I'm savin my bank acount is amazin
I'm ratin my self a twenty I'm takin my self a twenty I'm doin this show for twenty then holla at me this twenty
About money I gots ta make stack up a couple hundred mill then take my ass a break

I do ride Bentleys and coupes
But I don't give away all my loot
Trick four've us and a tramp - I won't (I won't)
Ride less then twenty inches I don't (I don't)

But I do ride Bentleys and coupes
But I don't give away all my loot
Trick four've us and a tramp - I won't (I won't)
Ride less then twenty inches I don't (I don't)

I gotta seventy five caprice in my yard!
A loui drop top graphics man its hard!
Custom made interior dirrty its the shit ratin spins n spokes twenty fours on it
Yep gotta tv and steerin wheels like luda n if u run up on me look dirty I'll shoot ya
G.i.b one on my customized plates slide alot bottles don't never come fake
I'm about to hit lillian just past clackston
Whippin with a peice thats better than tony braxtons
Ain't no right no rythem in with my few team bumps
I got the three amps and the woofers in my trunk
Yeyah I no u money hungry hoes wanna roll with trick u no I
Ride nothin less than them dubs

I do ride Bentleys and coupes
But I don't give away all my loot
Trick four've us and a tramp - I won't (I won't)
Ride less then twenty inches I don't (I don't)

But I do ride Bentleys and coupes
But I don't give away all my loot
Trick four've us and a tramp - I won't (I won't)
Ride less then twenty inches I don't (I don't)

But I do
But I don't
Trick four've us and a tramp - I won't (I won't)
Ride less then twenty inches I don't (I don't)

Pretty honey hit me... lookin good
Right sittin on the banks ...lookin good
Hundred thousand round my neck... lookin good
Cappers tryin to run up ...I know she would

I role wit nuttin but ballas with twenty six's with them chrome lips
Rims on da truck make them heffers get hypnotized quick
Candy colored paintin makin new tricks fanu's this
Bars on my tucker time to step up into my wip
O.G. blue secrets money makin you foo's sick
Us like ur thurr my dirtys flipin some hoe bricks

I don' give a daaamn... If you don' give a daaamn
I'm a stunt I'm gunna go an' let us know who I am

Cars, clothes, money, ice, straps, clips, hoe's, dikes, magnums, freaks, house, price, one, point, five, life

I do ride Bentleys and coupes
But I don't give away all my loot
Trick four've us and a tramp - I won't (I won't)
Ride less then twenty inches I don't (I don't)

But I do ride Bentleys and coupes
But I don't give away all my loot
Trick four've us and a tramp - I won't (I won't)
Ride less then twenty inches I don't (I don't)

But I do



Credits
Writer(s): Howard Earl Bailey, Shamar D. Daugherty, Alonzo E. Jr. Lee
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