Plies - F**k U Gon' Do Bout It lyrics

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Plies - F**k U Gon' Do Bout It lyrics

Iono, bra For some reason tonight I feel like I can do what da f** I wanna do [Chorus x2] Yea, I'm drunk plus I'm vibin' Pistol in my pocket and I'm wildin' Got all my j**elry on and I'm clownin' n***a, what da f** you gon do about it Got money, I can buy bottles Keep one in the head this big forty Take somethin' from me, I'm gon' off 'em f**in' with me, it's gon' cost 'em No, no, I ain't on blue dolphins Yea, yea, the 'gnac got me talkin' The big 'gar in my mouth keep me coughin' 'N all this cash keep me flossin' Jewelry on, can't keep these hoes off me Caked up, look how I'm walkin' f**-n***a, cross me, I'm gon' spark 'em Made-n***a, look how I'm bossin' [Chorus] Four stacks, I can get you k**ed Real n***a, that's how I'm built Stop waitin', I do not slip Flaggin', will get you flipped Choppa, ain't sold them there Don't like me, I don't care Care for what, I'ma millionaire Tight jeans, somethin' I don't wear Pistol, can't fit it in there f**-n***as, somethin' I don't spare p**y, smells in the air Stay strapped, go anywhere [Chorus] Yea, n***a I am him No, I don't f** wit' them Rob me, naw, that's slim 'Cause goons, I got plenty them Forty, knock off yo' limbs Head shots, aimin' at yo brim f** them n***as, I don't fear 'em k** that n***a when I see 'em Money, buy one of you n***as Ridin' with finga on my trigga Sleep wit' a hand on my pistol Made me k** one of you n***as [Chorus]

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