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Mr. Do or Die
by M.C.D.
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I said it's Mr. Do or Die
I said it's Mr. Do or Die
I said it's Mr. Do or Die (M.C. D)
Better run, better hide (M.C. D)
Talking bout you ride or die (M.C. D)
Fuck around and Fox five
I said it's Mr. Do or Die (M.C. D)
Better run, better hide (M.C. D)
Talking bout you ride or die (M.C. D)
Fuck around and Fox five
Yeah I'm sick of these bitches, I'm sick of these hoes
Trifling ass niggas, running around with them poles
Thinking they bass masters and selling they souls
I up it, I hashtag em, he trending now woah
Who I be, it's that Trill nigga down in Tennessee
I'm too real, I'm too paid, I'm who these niggas wanna be
Homie claim he run the streets, so how he end up on a T
They ain't ride, they ain't slide, they ain't half of what they tweet
Niggas bold, I'm a creature, I'ma get em in his sleep
Know he get the work on Thursday so I gotta stalk the street
And I rep the dirty south, where them youngins clean the streets
They just wildin, they misguided, they just wanna bite to eat
What you on, shit I'm tryna see a milli for I leave.
Even though we deeply rooted, we ain't come from money trees
So excuse me if I'm wildin with the money that you see
If it's time to play for mine, then I gotta play for keeps
I said it's Mr. Do or Die (M.C. D)
Better run, better hide (M.C. D)
Talking bout you ride or die (M.C. D)
Fuck around and Fox five
I said it's Mr. Do or Die (M.C. D)
Better run, better hide (M.C. D)
Talking bout you ride or die (M.C. D)
Fuck around and Fox five
You see me get very scary, I'm coming like Bloody Mary
Them boys in the secondary, off safety, no Eric Berry
You know they stay down to ride, your mama them petrified
Cross me, I dot them I's, I vowel that, I capitalize
Off the leash, I'm a dog, I'm a killer in the street
Beat your ass like your mama, if you wanna play with me
I give her money, clothes and dick, now she loves some MCD
In the bedroom making flicks, I watch her ride it on repeat
Boss niggas self-paid, and you know my money long
Bitch bad, super thick, watch her eat it in her thong
In my bag I'm Kendrick Perkins, tell a hater carry on
Better get right with the Lord, if you ever do me wrong
I said it's Mr. Do or Die (M.C. D)
Better run, better hide (M.C. D)
Talking bout you ride or die (M.C. D)
Fuck around and Fox five
I said it's Mr. Do or Die (M.C. D)
Better run, better hide (M.C. D)
Talking bout you ride or die (M.C. D)
Fuck around and Fox five
I said it's Mr. Do or Die
I said it's Mr. Do or Die
I said it's Mr. Do or Die (M.C. D)
Better run, better hide (M.C. D)
Talking bout you ride or die (M.C. D)
Fuck around and Fox five
I said it's Mr. Do or Die (M.C. D)
Better run, better hide (M.C. D)
Talking bout you ride or die (M.C. D)
Fuck around and Fox five
Yeah I'm sick of these bitches, I'm sick of these hoes
Trifling ass niggas, running around with them poles
Thinking they bass masters and selling they souls
I up it, I hashtag em, he trending now woah
Who I be, it's that Trill nigga down in Tennessee
I'm too real, I'm too paid, I'm who these niggas wanna be
Homie claim he run the streets, so how he end up on a T
They ain't ride, they ain't slide, they ain't half of what they tweet
Niggas bold, I'm a creature, I'ma get em in his sleep
Know he get the work on Thursday so I gotta stalk the street
And I rep the dirty south, where them youngins clean the streets
They just wildin, they misguided, they just wanna bite to eat
What you on, shit I'm tryna see a milli for I leave.
Even though we deeply rooted, we ain't come from money trees
So excuse me if I'm wildin with the money that you see
If it's time to play for mine, then I gotta play for keeps
I said it's Mr. Do or Die (M.C. D)
Better run, better hide (M.C. D)
Talking bout you ride or die (M.C. D)
Fuck around and Fox five
I said it's Mr. Do or Die (M.C. D)
Better run, better hide (M.C. D)
Talking bout you ride or die (M.C. D)
Fuck around and Fox five
You see me get very scary, I'm coming like Bloody Mary
Them boys in the secondary, off safety, no Eric Berry
You know they stay down to ride, your mama them petrified
Cross me, I dot them I's, I vowel that, I capitalize
Off the leash, I'm a dog, I'm a killer in the street
Beat your ass like your mama, if you wanna play with me
I give her money, clothes and dick, now she loves some MCD
In the bedroom making flicks, I watch her ride it on repeat
Boss niggas self-paid, and you know my money long
Bitch bad, super thick, watch her eat it in her thong
In my bag I'm Kendrick Perkins, tell a hater carry on
Better get right with the Lord, if you ever do me wrong
I said it's Mr. Do or Die (M.C. D)
Better run, better hide (M.C. D)
Talking bout you ride or die (M.C. D)
Fuck around and Fox five
I said it's Mr. Do or Die (M.C. D)
Better run, better hide (M.C. D)
Talking bout you ride or die (M.C. D)
Fuck around and Fox five
