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Artiste : Young Thug
Titre : Do It By Myself
Hey, no

Do it by myself

No, I don´t need no help
Woah, woah, Balmains with a belt
No, she can´t get inside my whip
No, no

Hand me that molly, hand me that molly
I´m sneakin´, I´m lookin´ mischevious
These bitches gon´ show me they bodies
And they not strippers, they asses so real, Tempurpedic
Pop one, pop two, then I go trident
Then I´ma fuck that lil´ bitch, it sound like someone knockin´
I´m covered in green like a goblin
And I fly ´round this lil´ bitch like I know they can´t stop me
Pass me the deuce

I´ma hit ´em in the club with the deuce
Index finger makin´ love with the deuce
Smokin´ when I show the show how to do
Mink for everybody come in the crew
Not a single nigga dub in the crew
Slimy snakes, now she lovin´ the zoo
Fuck with TIP so I bought me some AKOO
Treat her nice and now she love it
Ass so big I wanna hug it
Her mouth gon´ open like a buggy
No pistol I got that ho bustin´
Got these niggas goin´ out and cussin´
Five to four, tres is two one
I promise I ain´t cuffin´ that bitch, ain´t in custody
I´m not pillow talkin´ ´bout nothing

Do it by myself
No, I don´t need no help
Woah, woah, Balmains with a belt
No, she can´t get inside my whip
No, no

Twenty seven hundred for Balmain
I put them little bitches right on, and go fuck with the line
Bitches can´t step on my garment
They do just what I say, and you know I´m leadin´ them on
Braid my hair back, call it crochet
I´m gangster like cliché, and you know I´m bringin´ it on
Yeah, I´m bringin´ it on, toast and a cheer ´cause I´m bringin´ it on

Packer, yeah, Packer, yeah, cheese on ya head like a motherfuckin´ Packer, yeah
Pour up a four, man, we need us some ice and we need us some styrofoams, yeah
Suck on that dick ´til you make that motherfucka stand like a tower, yeah
Fuck that lil´ nigga, don´t get mad he broke, that´s why he actin´ sour, yeah
Nigga need to go and get them some money
Nigga, nigga thought the words from my bunny
I took Molly, now I´m holdin´ my tummy
Foreign bitch got me speakin´ ebonics
Pull up boy, you know all my cars are runnin´
Buffalo car, my sofa like Jumanji
Bring that shit to me, fuck the price it´s nothin´
And I don´t need help I can

Do it by myself
No, I don´t need no help
Woah, woah, Balmains with a belt
No, she can´t get inside my whip
No
Do it by myself
No, I don´t need no help (´Bout to turn up, slime)
Woah, woah (Let´s get it), Balmains with a belt (808 the mob)
No, she can´t get inside my whip (Yeah)
No (Messiah, ´siah, ´siah, ´siah)

No Rula don´t need no help (Nah)
´Cause I´d rather do it myself (Let´s get it)
Chiraq the top, really rare (I´m on)

Pockets on blue ´cause lil´ Rula got whip (Hundreds)
Beat up the pussy like I had a belt (Whack, whack)
Smoke the best weed that you ever done smelt (*Cough, cough*)
Join the game like Da Rula a rep (*Cough, cough*)
Killing this shit like a reaper, I bet (Let´s get it)
Rula Messiah and Young Thug we the best (Take off)
Taking straight forgeins, my niggas a mess (Whew)
Ain´t no damn bitch that Da Rula can´t get
Time to time, no we don´t need no damn rest (Nah)
YSL wild, yeah, bitch, that´s the set (Let´s get it)
Heard from Young Thugga we got us a check (Checks)

Told y´all haters to get the fuck off my dick (Psh)
Pussy ass nigga, we don´t fuck with that shit (Nah)
I was standin´ right with the bloods and the crips (Let´s get it)
Moonrock weed got us taking Cali trips (Take off)
Pull up, foreign cars and we hit the damn strip (Skrrt)
Government jewels and they causin´ eclipse (Shinin´)
Nigga like to swear like they wanna damn tip (Get it)
But only thing we be loading is a clip (Load)
Ain´t never lackin´ ´cause Quad ain´t gon´ slip (Fah, fah)
Made for this life, every well equipped (Gone)

Do it by myself
No, I don´t need no help
Woah, woah, Balmains with a belt
No, she can´t get inside my whip
No
Do it by myself
No, I don´t need no help
Woah, woah, Balmains with a belt
No, she can´t get inside my whip
No