What she do? Lyrics

What she do, what she do, what she do

Ain't nobody could compare with the way we boutta move

21 whole shots in the air like rue

Show out front I'm in back sipping juice

And I'm boutta be on but I never really knew-

She a bad bitch

She got me forgetting I ever had it

But now the money on the mind I got to add it

Run it back quick

2Deep really sliding motherfucker doing backflips

And she wanting me to wait but you know I can't

So I told her one second

I don't got a schedule but said I'm finna check it

Maybe I could clear some time up for you by like 7

Shawty ain't perilla grade dime she 11

Swear to god that this bitch sent from heaven

So now I'm boutta bob and dip hits they setting

So now I'm boutta cop a wish hope I'm selling

That's for real like

I'm a steal like

All the shooting 'cause I'm really Bradley Beal-Like

This ain't real right

And we pull up black Benz in the teal light

Now I'm trying to show hits in the real light

Need the real life

I'm going up but all the timing doesn't feel right

We thought we boutta make a left but now we peel right

I do it still right

I need a bill like

It's all in the way that she do it like that

Yeah I'm sorry but I had to do it my bad

And my enemies do me in do it right back

And I'm finna be up yeah I know I'm on track

Basically your bitch was taking me in

And I knew that I needed me one bitch like that

I be throwing the digits to get them again

And I'm spending the money to get it right back

What she do, what she do, what she do

Ain't nobody could compare with the way we boutta move

21 whole shots in the air like rue

Show out front I'm in back sipping juice

And I'm boutta be on but I never really knew-

She a bad bitch

She got me forgetting I ever had it

But now the money on the mind I got to add it

Run it back quick

2Deep really sliding motherfucker doing backflips

She thought that she was my type please

I got hitters that move in on high heat

I'm a sprinter I'm running to my green

I don't hear it if it don't entice me

I'm too cool I embody a slight breeze

I swear I'll be legend by night 3

I make 43 G's off a white tee

And I told them pipe down with your pipe dreams