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It'sWhatWeDo (feat. HoodRichKay) Video (MV)




Performed By: DonnVonn
Language: English
Length: 2:35
Written by: Kane Tadesse, Koi Jackson




DonnVonn - It'sWhatWeDo (feat. HoodRichKay) Lyrics




Aye, it's Dizzy V.
I went to set the time
Couldn't cause my wrist froze
I won't call him boss, man
He go where his bitch go

What that mean
That mean he in bitch mode
He just like my twin
I go everywhere the stick go

F*ck around and go inside your pockets where your rent go
Pull up to her crib, drop off some dick, and then I get gone
I ain't worried about the feds tapping
This a flip phone

I'm snapping fake niggas out my life just like a wishbone
You catch us in the L,
Pick up your mans cause we drop shit
Don't bother checking for his wallet

We picked up his pocket
Me and Hoodie Rich like Uncle Phew
Breezy keep the rocket
F*ck with me

I can plug you in like a socket
Told my bitch, keep your clay
Told my bitch, keep your legs closed
You better lock it

The fans said I got too many songs
I need to drop it
I really think I got a dope problem
I need to stop it

I can afford it, though
I made a movie with your bitch just like the Warner Bros
I want a bitch that's black and white just like an Oreo
Don't say you love me, cause I know just how that story go

Dumb bitch
Shawty say you got my back, then put that Smith &' in your purse
Pull up with Dash, got them rackzz

What we needin' for a verse
Niggas act like it ain't easy to get put up on a shirt
That shit don't matter if you livin' in the city or the burbs
Treat her like Rihanna

Pull up on her, make her work
I just want to know, baby, do that pussy squirt
Put a hand on me, now he layin' in the dirt
I done drank too much, fell asleep, off the purp

Niggas send shots with subliminals all on the internet
Little do she know her nigga sweeter than a Kinder Egg
Nah, f*ck that
Niggas really sweeter than some eggnog

Pop his brother, then pick up the coins
Nigga, I'ma Hedgehog
Seen him in the club, up the stick and let the Lead off
Drivin' down this block, threw out the pack

And then I sped off
Seven footer, Kev Durant
Easy money, snipe his head off
Baby, I don't need your help

I'm really tryna f*ck this bread off
Say she got a man, but she still wanna talk to me
Nigga better cough me up some cash
Ion talk for free
Swear you always getting the bag, but be watchin' me

I ain't interested in squashing beef unless we talkin' cheese
I can't pull up to the function unless we smokin' trees
And I ain't sippin' any drink unless you talkin' lean
I see how you be gettin' to the bag

Cause you smoke off of me
And still don't even pop you any tags
But talk about Dizzy V
This nigga dropped another song, you must be kiddin' me

I don't care about no shit talk, cause it ain't killin' me
See me out in public with my bitch, she try stealin' me
I like the way she suck dick
It's healin' me

Nigga, it's healin' me
She said she feelin' me
Nigga, you niggas jokes, you killin' me
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Aye, it's Dizzy V.
I went to set the time
Couldn't cause my wrist froze
I won't call him boss, man
He go where his bitch go

What that mean
That mean he in bitch mode
He just like my twin
I go everywhere the stick go

F*ck around and go inside your pockets where your rent go
Pull up to her crib, drop off some dick, and then I get gone
I ain't worried about the feds tapping
This a flip phone

I'm snapping fake niggas out my life just like a wishbone
You catch us in the L,
Pick up your mans cause we drop shit
Don't bother checking for his wallet

We picked up his pocket
Me and Hoodie Rich like Uncle Phew
Breezy keep the rocket
F*ck with me

I can plug you in like a socket
Told my bitch, keep your clay
Told my bitch, keep your legs closed
You better lock it

The fans said I got too many songs
I need to drop it
I really think I got a dope problem
I need to stop it

I can afford it, though
I made a movie with your bitch just like the Warner Bros
I want a bitch that's black and white just like an Oreo
Don't say you love me, cause I know just how that story go

Dumb bitch
Shawty say you got my back, then put that Smith &' in your purse
Pull up with Dash, got them rackzz

What we needin' for a verse
Niggas act like it ain't easy to get put up on a shirt
That shit don't matter if you livin' in the city or the burbs
Treat her like Rihanna

Pull up on her, make her work
I just want to know, baby, do that pussy squirt
Put a hand on me, now he layin' in the dirt
I done drank too much, fell asleep, off the purp

Niggas send shots with subliminals all on the internet
Little do she know her nigga sweeter than a Kinder Egg
Nah, f*ck that
Niggas really sweeter than some eggnog

Pop his brother, then pick up the coins
Nigga, I'ma Hedgehog
Seen him in the club, up the stick and let the Lead off
Drivin' down this block, threw out the pack

And then I sped off
Seven footer, Kev Durant
Easy money, snipe his head off
Baby, I don't need your help

I'm really tryna f*ck this bread off
Say she got a man, but she still wanna talk to me
Nigga better cough me up some cash
Ion talk for free
Swear you always getting the bag, but be watchin' me

I ain't interested in squashing beef unless we talkin' cheese
I can't pull up to the function unless we smokin' trees
And I ain't sippin' any drink unless you talkin' lean
I see how you be gettin' to the bag

Cause you smoke off of me
And still don't even pop you any tags
But talk about Dizzy V
This nigga dropped another song, you must be kiddin' me

I don't care about no shit talk, cause it ain't killin' me
See me out in public with my bitch, she try stealin' me
I like the way she suck dick
It's healin' me

Nigga, it's healin' me
She said she feelin' me
Nigga, you niggas jokes, you killin' me
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Writer: Kane Tadesse, Koi Jackson
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