Testo Do What She Want - Za Dakota
Testo della canzone Do What She Want (Za Dakota), tratta dall'album THE FIRST OMEN
This is totally fi-
Let her
Do what she want
Yeah
Huh, Huh
Yeah, everyday i'm up inside these sessions, huh
Head to mic, bitch i'm tryna explain how I feel
Lamborghini STO, huh, that bitch a fast one
I coulda went twin, yeah, ask ken, he copped the off road
I remember, sitting on my ass last summer, now i'm selling shows
Now i'm on the cover, yeah, Vogue
Huh, now I got your bitch front row, huh, huh
And now i'm making shit
She say she ain't never been to ATL I'll take ya there
Huh, throwing racks in, huh, huh, huh, young magic city bitch
Huh, all these drugs up in my system, huh, got me nodding off bitch
Huh, M-A-Y, B-A-C-H, spin that Maybach Truck
Huh
Yeah I let her do whatever cause' she still mine
I don't give a fuck who got you next, yeah, yeah, you still mine
She a model bitch, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I struck a gold mine
Let her, do what she want
You just don't understand how you make me feel
Huh, huh, huh, yeah that shit was something, like a pill
That shit something you just don't get over that shit get real
Huh, huh, huh, boy put down the guns, so I could beat yo ass
Huh, this gun come with a cooling kit, it's ready to cook yo ass
I been locked in since 2016 this ain't nothin' new to me
Huh, it's something like a Lil Wayne run this shit cool to me
It's like everyday I touch this mic, huh, huh
I been spinning shit
Spinning shit, you can't tell me now who finna' win this bitch
I can go and wet yo bitch up now, you ain't doing shit
Doing shit, you ain't got no life so you ain't proving shit
Let her
Do what she want
You both got some lifes to live, go and live that shit
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Let her
Do what she want
Yeah
Huh, Huh
Yeah, everyday i'm up inside these sessions, huh
Head to mic, bitch i'm tryna explain how I feel
Lamborghini STO, huh, that bitch a fast one
I coulda went twin, yeah, ask ken, he copped the off road
I remember, sitting on my ass last summer, now i'm selling shows
Now i'm on the cover, yeah, Vogue
Huh, now I got your bitch front row, huh, huh
And now i'm making shit
She say she ain't never been to ATL I'll take ya there
Huh, throwing racks in, huh, huh, huh, young magic city bitch
Huh, all these drugs up in my system, huh, got me nodding off bitch
Huh, M-A-Y, B-A-C-H, spin that Maybach Truck
Huh
Yeah I let her do whatever cause' she still mine
I don't give a fuck who got you next, yeah, yeah, you still mine
She a model bitch, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I struck a gold mine
You just don't understand how you make me feel
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