I Do Lyrics

Chingy track stars (how many rides you got Dirty?)
Well I got a caprice on 24’s
I got a range rover with spinners
I got a impala with beat lets go

[Chorus:]
I do ride Bentleys and coupes
but I don’t give away all my new trick
for a silly tramp I roll I roll ride Mr. 20 inches
I don’t but I do

Kno this might be a single when
I walk my chains on so they might jingle when she
Give me brain zone aint a hater bo wurr my crew so
Famous and cant go no where in the Lou u name from
Mall to the gas station them people be waitin
To see me hop in something hatin on them dudes
Through skatin (errrrt) runnin it like walter Payton
And tell u im so blatin fuck em the paper im savin
In my bank account is amazing I ratin my self on
Twenties and takin my self on twenties
And doin this show for twenty and holla
At tit and twenties and about money
I gots to make and stack a couple hundred
Mill and take myself a break.

[Chorus:]
I do ride Bentleys and coupes but I don’t give away
All my new trick for a silly tramp I roll
I roll ride Mr. 20 inches I don’t but I do [x2]
Yo peace to Ence locked up

I gotta sell it that caprice in my yard and lou it
Dropped top graphics man its hard custom
Made interior dirty it the shit ratin spiners spokes 24’s
On it yep yep got a TV in the sterrin wheel like luda and if u
Run up on me look dirty ill shoot ya tip one on my customized
Pates slidin a lot of bottles don’t never some fake I bout to hit Lillian just
Past Claxton if and where the piece that’s better than
Toni braxton hater rite to whip a few them folk the
Teams bump I got them three amps and woofers in my trunk yea I kno
U money hungry hoes wanna roll trick u kno I ride nuttin less than them dubs.

[Chorus:]
I do ride Bentleys and coupes but I don’t give away
All my new trick for a silly tramp I roll
I roll ride Mr. 20 inches I don’t but I do [x2]
Get down
But I don’t
Break it down trick for a silly tramp I roll
I roll ride Mr. 20 inches I don’t but I do

300 hemi looking good
Range sittin on them thangs looking good
100 pounds around my neck looking good
Cowards tryin to run
Up I wish u would
I roll with nuttin but ballers on 26’s
With them chrome less rims get on the truck
Get them heffers hypnotized quick
Candy color paint makin them chicks faint.
In theres bras on my truck every time im steppin into my whip
O.G. boo’s we risk money makin u fools sick us slingin
There my dirtsy flingin some hoes bricks I don’t give a
Damn if u don’t give a damn im ma stunt im gunna
Gloss till coward kno who I am cars, clothes, money, ice,
Straps, clips, hoes, dykes,
Magnums, freaks, house, pikes, 1.5 life

[Chorus:]
I do ride Bentleys and coupes but I don’t give away
All my new trick for a silly tramp I roll
I roll ride Mr. 20 inches I don’t but I do [x2]