I Do - Roscoe Dash, K'LA

I have all the swag, body bag

Life’s a fucking party, I’m wasted, someone call a cab

Stumbling to the car but they keep asking for autograph

I’m going home with girls, girls, girls, yeah, all of that

Tell me is it the fame or the money?

Either way this people all think there must be something about me stunning

Ah, everythang, I’m juiced up, I know the truth stuff

Cause everything I do’s just actually too much

For y’all niggas

Oh yeah and I’m awesome over all niggas

Motherfucking dimes, I can’t see you small niggas

So pardon me, please, I don’t mean to brag

But I just spent 40 000 yen on these jeans I have on baby

Oh yeah baby, money long baby,

You just your makeup on the waistline of my draws

I mean oh you can be the inspiration for my next song

Just motherfucking do with me, and give me johns

I’m the bomb dot com, shout out to my moms

When I long time coming, and we still going strong

We win it, can’t let up

Cause once these clowns forget us

Is gonna take a lifetime trying to make us unforget us

So I’m gonna represent us, from start and to the finish

I work hard to pay off, ball I gets to play off

You used to ball too, until you got laid out

Back in 95's damn I been that chaos

Life’s about lessons, sit back and watch me teach

Like a game of badminton, I’m so out of reach

I’m at the finish line, give my winning speech

It goes, mhmhm, mhm,

But all y’all said I couldn’t do it

I hope every time you grab a forced to hear my music

You’re so cubic, I’m so coolest

Got your girlfriend playing nudes

I’m, with no script, but I don’t trip

Trust me I give a like a wrist

to cast no lady and the tramp

until I learnt to deal I was taught to stay positive

But always keep it positive and I do

I do, I do, I do, I do, I do

Oh, oh, I do, I do, I do, I do

I was taught to always keep it real it and I do

And I do, and I do, and I do, and I do, and I do

I was taught to always keep it real it and I do

And I do, and I do, and I do, and I do, and I do

Stumble in the elevator, drifting down the highway

Drug all my numbers, don’t know who the fuck is calling

Feeling extra reckless I could probably use some counseling

It’s a party at the condo, I don’t really feel like talking

Feel like killing the party and

And pissing off all the bitches who wish that they could afford

See I don’t brag a lot, cause when you have a lot,

You don’t you just laugh a lot you just walk it out

don’t know what I’m talking bout

Do you?

Cause I do

The best the best of friends

And the niggas that ride for me will put to sleep the best of me

And stay in your place, pass the ace, and put a smile back on your face

Cause it’s a blessing to be next,

To the best bitch up in this place

I do this shit

While I rap that thing and

And if you ask my haters probably tell you I’m a super bitch

cause I do it so right, and I do it so right

And I do I just like I said I would

Cause I do, I do, I do, I do, I do, I do

I do, I do, I do, I do, I do, I do

I was taught to always keep it real it and I do

And I do, and I do, and I do, and I do, and I do

I was taught to always keep it real it and I do

And I do, and I do, and I do, and I do, and I do.