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Done Did It (feat. Nicole Wray & NOE)
BlakRoc
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Yeah, ha! Black Keys What up! Y'all gotta put yo hands up! Yeah I settle back into the breeze Get my cracker barrel on and focus on the cheese Cheddar come, cheddar go, cheddar spend I'm showin up in Heaven with a nut, let us in The airport, the four point Sheraton Holdin fifty G's in the duffel for a friend He better come get it , a friend is a friend But if the hunger pain win than he better come with it I done did it The game in the critic Puttin' diesel out like the Chronicles of ****ing Im acidic when the cigar is litted I'm the best of my pedigree, all things considered I can't count all the goons outfitted in arraignments and secret indicts to outwit it I'm still swampy Niggas still want m The impact I had on the block It still haunts me So many beards in the game going grey The body wanna rest put the brain wanna stay Streets ain't a place, it's a thought Can't make long money when niggas tempers is shor I can guarantee you lose with a short fuse But I can guarantee a mink when you think You done did it You done did it You done did it You want some more? You done did it You done did it You done did it You want some more?I swear you got me down Damn I'm seein' niggas in my slee Same ones who helped me trap figures in the street From the spirit and beyond, they agree Wealth has a cover price Death is the fee I thought clear when I was younger bout the dime But the appetite for money tends to navigate the mind I knew smart well Structured a new cartel They gave me that new car smell Vain, with a deep sharp pain OGs dubbin me the street muck queen Pokerface in the middle of a drop off Keep tellin' me he good keep my socks on I'm in a rush, show the money like Maguire Or get your ass nestled in the trunk like a tire Situations is dire I'm not a new buyer Get it or you can feel the Cannon like Mariah You done did it You done did it You done did it You want some more?I swear you got me down You done did it You done did it You done did it You want some more?I swear you got me down You niggas joke with your mone Sit up in your mans crib and smoke with your money Like everythings chummy Ok, well we'll take yours and we live like the Pope with your money Thats funny, get ghost with your money And bring the game a whole new approach with your money See you nigges rather boast with your money And see how many niggas you can grope with your mone I sell you a jewel, never let the money overrule cause it rules over life and the doom Clean with the vest, I stress, invest A drug dealers dream is a dream nonetheless Yeah I settled back into the beat With the ratchet stickin out the cracks in the seat Now back in the street My young boys are askin to eat Tough guy you ain't lastin' a week Talking & Laughing
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