Rick Ross, Young Breed & DJ Nasty – Do It One Time Lyrics

Rick Ross, Young Breed & DJ Nasty – Do It One Time Lyrics
Do It One Time
Rick Ross, Young Breed & DJ Nasty
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    "Do It One Time." - Rick Ross, Young Breed & DJ Nasty

    Album: Set In Stone
    Track No: 18

    It's DJ Nasty 305 (uh-huh)
    If you didn't know, this the crib (oh)
    Miami-Dade County, shout out to DJ Uncle Al (yeah)
    Uncle Luke (yeah), T-Double-D (yeah)
    JT Money (yeah), the Diamond Princess (whoo)

    The legendary Disco Rick (boom)
    Shout to Prince Raheem (yeah)
    Ayo, this what Miami sound like
    Rozay, don't play (yeah), let's go
    Check me out (oh, oh, oh)

    I think I need one like you (like you), matter fact, I think I need two (two)
    After that, I'm back for take two (uh-huh)
    Back-to-back, let me do what I do (whoo, Maybach Music)
    Shawty, money ain't nothin' new, diamonds on me, ain't nothin' foo'
    New car, paper tag off top (off top), she gotta give me head off props (off props)

    She love to shop at Rainbow (what?) bend over, touch your ankles
    Give me the shots I can't post (yeah), I'ma bust, let me leave it wide open (whoa)
    Count money that I made last month, I'm on one amazin' run
    We be fuckin' like amazin' stunts, I ain't make her shake this way in months

    (Here we go) this for the crib, do it one time (one time)
    Still gettin' money, I'ma touch mine (oh)
    I'ma let the top back when I touch down (yeah, yeah)
    Been in the trap all week, time to fuck 'round (uh-huh)

    This where they get the Dickies and the golds from (oh)
    This where they get the dope and all the hos from (oh)
    This where they get the Chevy with the big rims (oh)
    This where they get the stick and do the stick drill from

    Do it one time, you ain't did it in a minute (how?)
    Do it two times, you can do how I did it (yeah)
    Do it one time for the hos tryna get it (whoa)
    Do it two times (the biggest) for the whole damn city

    Uh, I think I need one like she
    Matter fact, I think I need three (uh-huh)
    Do your thing until I go skeet (until I go skeet)
    From the back, I gots to go deep (hots to go deep, whoa)

    You can't tell me that it ain't my beat (uh-uh)
    Who gon' tell me that it ain't my street? (Uh-uh)
    305 with a lifelong lease (lifelong lease)
    Dope boy with his iced-out teeth (iced-out teeth)

    Smile, can a nigga just smile? (Yeah)
    Turn the music up, I need that loud (yeah)
    R.I.P. To DJ Uncle Al (Sugar Hill)
    Talkin' too much, I need that mouth

    Wow, how they bitin' my style (oh)
    I think it's time to light my line
    Young rich nigga, nice and proud (rich nigga)
    Bitch nigga ain't like my style (oh)

    This for the crib, do it one time (one time)
    Still gettin' money, I'ma touch mine (oh)
    I'ma let the top back when I touch down (yeah, yeah)
    Been in the trap all week, time to fuck 'round (uh-huh)

    This where they get the Dickies and the golds from (oh)
    This where they get the dope and all the hos from (oh)
    This where they get the Chevy with the big rims (oh)
    This where they get the stick and do the stick drill from

    Do it one time, you ain't did it in a minute (oh)
    Do it two times, you can do how I did it (ay)
    Do it one time for the hos tryna get it (ay)
    Do it two times for the whole damn city (oh)

    I'ma step out on the ave like, bing, ah (yes)
    We done painted this Chevy 'bout ten time
    Flip a quarter just to fuck on a thick dime
    This a hit, make 'em pull up on it, rewind (oh)

    I'm like how it shake when your ass out
    I'm talkin' Doodoo Brown, shake it 'til you pass out
    I know she'll make it clap for the Cash App
    She know I'ma send it twice if the ass fat

    Do it one time, baby, show me how you did it (uh)
    Came up fast, they ain't knowin' how I did it (uh)
    Show me where it's at, I can tell you how to get it (uh)
    Beef ain't nothin' with a hunnid-round clip in it (whoo)

    If she askin' for pictures, tell her to take one (take one)
    If she ask for the money, tell her to take one (take one)
    Them bitches fell in love with this fine donk (uh-huh)
    I'm in front of this club eatin' this fried conch (breed)

    This for the crib, do it one time (one time)
    Still gettin' money, I'ma touch mine (oh)
    I'ma let the top back when I touch down (yeah, yeah)
    Been in the trap all week, time to fuck 'round (uh-huh)

    This where they get the Dickies and the golds from (oh)
    This where they get the dope and all the hos from (oh)
    This where they get the Chevy with the big rims (oh)
    This where they get the stick and do the stick drill from

    Do it one time, you ain't did it in a minute (oh)
    Do it two times, you can do how I did it (oh)
    Do it one time for the hos tryna get it (oh)
    Do it two times for the whole damn city (oh)

    15th Ave out here, they rockin' it
    71, baby, yeah, they rockin' it
    P.S.U., yeah, they rockin' it
    Liberty City, where you at, nigga? Rockin' it

    Down South, where you at, nigga? Rockin' it
    Overtown, where you at, nigga? Rockin' it
    Brownsville, where you at, nigga? Rockin' it
    Ow, 305 nigga, rockin' it (oh)

    Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
    Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
    Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go

    Writer(s): Bigg D, DJ Nasty, Rick Ross, Young Breed, Cainon Lamb.

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