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[a.k.a. JEFE]

"Done It"

[Verse 1:]
Guess whos back in da building, mind on a million and some bitch from decater.
She be holding my cash and I be holding her down
She be holding my work and I be dicking he down.
Just got a call from the other side of town,
Say he tryna come up, the opposite of down,
Just hope He ain't the feds nigga I'm a do me,
Said he comin rite back
He gone need another three. two planes, four birds
One nigga ooh wee, Mr. 17.5, yea they know shawty lo.
Anythang bout to blow becha ass shawty
Know. Now all the real bitches say go shawty goooo,
I'm black tee wearing hell naw I ain't caring
I'll wreck this bitch and come back in a maclarin,
You know da feds stareing, and I ain't even caring,
Left my 87's off nigga show em wat I'm wearing.

I done done it all. Magic City, Onix, Strokers, Chevey's, Benz's, rarri's, porsche's.
You ain't never in your life seen a nigga this focused
And done done it all in a pair of air forces [2x]

[Verse 2:]
If it's a UFO then it's A FBI, so what more U.T,
Nigga don't call me, That's yo hot ass they really don't want me,
Now your warm ass din got em all on me, so nigga worry bout you why you all on me?
Big stacks big straps yea it's all on me, if you ever at my city then it's all on me
If I'm ever in your city then it's all on me,
New jail new cell old news, gotta new grind, myspace, youtube, smoke plate,
Greedy nigga big food, a good blunt tryna fry like Greek food,
Got Em by the whole, and you don't even know but half,
I'm talkin lumpkin, dumpkin, & marinara. yea my partner got arrested I got a new lexis,
Then I drove under alexis, to get a new necklace.

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3:]
A real nigga on top ya'll should be glad to see let me ask ya'll a question don't you laugh at me, see come things first but I don't knoe why,
Take them out the cage and they still won't fly,
Take em out the wrap and they still gon sell,
You Can wrap em ten times and they still gon smell,
You can get a good lawyer but he still gone tell,
And you can fix a car and it's still won't fail,
Did some buisness with mariah, lupee, usher,
Same ol G.young Gang no buster, never said I was a saint, never said I was a usher,
So how you gone sit and tell me I ain't no hustler,
Got bitches all round me young like usher,
Don't leave your bitch around me young might fuck her,
Catch me in the club baby, me and my shooters,
Sexy ass white drop top, hooters, broad day big bag, Big money, 5 grand we have...
Rent money, real nigga till I die, get money, 20 bands left pocket, Tip Money

[Chorus x2]

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