Do It Again, Pt.2 (feat. Ivorian Doll & Mula Gzz) Lyrics

Do It Again, Pt.2 (feat. Ivorian Doll & Mula Gzz) - Asian Doll

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(Ayy, J1, that's flames, my bro)

Ayy, we gon' do it again, pop out the cut with a beam on the knocker (Grrah)

We gon' do it again, spin on his mother and shoot up his father (Boom, baow)

We gon' do it again, 300 hundred demons, they robbin' the robbers (Robbin' the robbers)

We gon' do it again, flock at a opp cause a scene, I can probably (Blah, blah, blah, grrah)

We gon' do it again (Do it again)

We gon' do it again (Boom, boom, boom, do it again)

We gon' do it again (Grrah, do it again)

We gon' do it again (Do it again)

We gon' do it again (Do it again)

We gon' do it again (Boom, boom, boom, do it again)

We gon' do it again (Grrah, do it again)

We gon' do it again (Do it again)

Spin your block and then do it again, can't test a bitch 'cause I'll do it again

I-V-D, I ain't one of their friends, yeah, took the phone and I'll do it again

Take your man and I'll do it again

Make you wish you won't do it again

Slidin' out in this blacked out Benz

Go check the wrist, yeah, that cost me ten

In L-D-N, I set trends ridiculous

See the opps, why they act oblivious?

Sexy bitch, yeah, them bitches hideous

When-when a bitch get fast and furious, I'm killin' it

Put-put her in a spliff then I'm billin'

Drag-drag her by her wig then I'm flingin' it (Drag her)

Bet you won't do that again, period

He wanna fuck 'cause I'm wearin' Gucci

Too wet-wet with the kitty, that's the reason that your man wanna do me

Big fat breast and booty, all the mandem tryna dive for coochie

They all want a London girl, come to my hood, I don't kiss and tell, real badman from A-T-L

Ayy, we gon' do it again, pop out the cut with a beam on the knocker (Grrah)

We gon' do it again, spin on his mother and shoot up his father (Boom, baow)

We gon' do it again, 300 hundred demons, they robbin' the robbers (Robbin' the robbers)

We gon' do it again, flock at a opp cause a scene, I can probably (Blah, blah, blah, grrah)

We gon' do it again (Do it again)

We gon' do it again (Boom, boom, boom, do it again)

We gon' do it again (Grrah, do it again)

We gon' do it again (Do it again)

We gon' do it again (Do it again)

We gon' do it again (Boom, boom, boom, do it again)

We gon' do it again (Grrah, do it again)

We gon' do it again (Do it again)

I'ma shoot him all dead (I'ma shoot him all dead) tryna bruise him again

Get knocked, come home, but I'll do it again

Broke up with her nigga, she smoochin' again (Grrah)

I can't ride in a whip with no tints, gotta lay back 'cause I know that I'm him

Went down, but I'll focus again, went down, but I'll focus again (Grrah)

I can focus up, that's on bro, I'm a twin that's gon' blow it up

Ski mask on, so the police don't notice us

If I don't got the knock, I'ma poke him up

No cap 'cause I'm on that for real, might take a trip to the hill

scooter got ?

Tryna find us a gunner (Tryna find us), I got the knocker on me every summer (Like, what?)

Try catch him and bun him (Try catch him and bun him), he goin' bitch, I turn into a runner

And I ain't have none, swear I was lackin'? Put that on my mother (Dummy)

And I ain't have none, swear I was lackin'? Put that on my mother

Ayy, we gon' do it again, pop out the cut with a beam on the knocker (Grrah)

We gon' do it again, spin on his mother and shoot up his father (Boom, baow)

We gon' do it again, 300 hundred demons, they robbin' the robbers (Robbin' the robbers)

We gon' do it again, flock at a opp cause a scene, I can probably (Blah, blah, blah, grrah)

We gon' do it again (Do it again)

We gon' do it again (Boom, boom, boom, do it again)

We gon' do it again (Grrah, do it again)

We gon' do it again (Do it again)

We gon' do it again (Do it again)

We gon' do it again (Boom, boom, boom, do it again)

We gon' do it again (Grrah, do it again)

We gon' do it again (Do it again)

Ayy, J1, that's flames, my bro

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