Rocket Da Goon - Doing Me lyrics

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Rocket Da Goon - Doing Me lyrics

[Intro: Rocket Da Goon] Energy Ride around town with the squeek Let it speak Speak that squeek Oo, let it speak [Chorus: Rocket Da Goon] f** this b**h, I’m doing me I can not stress up on no b**h I keep it G (keep it G) Where that actavis, ho pour that lean This is not a drink b**h lean on me I can not smuggle up on a b**h I smuggle G Energy With the squeek f** ’round let it speak Broad day Make that boy talk Line ’em up Drop them [?] [Verse 1: Rocket Da Goon] Line ’em up Drop ’em [?] Pick ’em up Time up Then we drop ’em off Drop them bags off ‘Cause you know we get them off I’m a bad boy With my b**h Not to f**in’ brag n***a you a p**y You a slit You a lab rat I’m a big cat, AK Big kid, bag Let that shine it through Is [?] This is NASCAR I might have caught you driftin’ bu*terfly flurries I won’t hesitate to lift that Pull apart the ground ‘Cause we trippin’ So I’m stiff now Queens smoking’ pounds And I guess we’re smokin’ stiff pills Topic with these chics Ya, you’re b**h won’t get her flick yet Flick, other wrist with the bowl I’mma skrt the side with a fork Got a bad b**h Gotchu up, grade you from the door Up, so I’mma be just pourin’ up two cups Now, I’m done I’mma go f** this duck Don’t want it no more, what’s up b**h, still at the door Oo, oo Try to change I ain’t tryna change I just try to maintain the game, sh** (sh**) Oo, you lil’ n***as still on the same sh** (sh**) Oo, trappers hit them down with aces, brain, sh** [Chorus: Rocket Da Goon] f** this b**h, I’m doing me I can not stress up on no b**h I keep it G (keep it G) Where that actavis, ho pour that lean This is not a drink b**h lean on me I can not smuggle up on a b**h I smuggle G Energy With the squeek f** ’round let it speak Broad day Make that boy talk Line ’em up Drop them [?] Line ’em up [Verse 2: UnoTheActivist] Robbin’ jeans with the wings Bought the Glock with the bean I’m fallin’ in love with the lean Add it up, money machine Watch me [?] f** your b**h, not your vex Watch them drip off my neck Mike Grier, bust the checks Louis V, want me step [?] I’mma come true [?] Yea, no, you’re not earsome What am I say? Huh, huh What am I say? Huh, huh What am I say? [?] You know I mean business everytime I pull up Gazza, [?], you know my head f**ed up [?] my p**y, just shut up We’re goin’ out trappin’ and my money just run up Me out in the trenches so we got that ski mask Everybody know I said put the [?] on Pull up, I know I’mma D man Damn, I shoot them for no reason [?] Yo, your song like a p**y war p**y say you want war? Ya, n***a [?] Made a deal with the drug dealer As we trap it up On the top floor Medusa sh**, I’ve never seen before Let me pull up a ten pint In our Aventador [Chorus: Rocket Da Goon] f** this b**h, I’m doing me I can not stress up on no b**h I keep it G (keep it G) Where that actavis, ho pour that lean This is not a drink b**h lean on me I can not smuggle up on a b**h I smuggle G Energy With the squeek f** ’round let it speak Broad day Make that boy talk Line ’em up Drop them [?] Line ’em up

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