Testo Don't You - Peezy

Don't You

You will give that pussy up to a lame, won’t you?
You’ll fuck a lil' nigga with a name, won’t you?
Bitter at your baby daddy, bitch, 'cause he ain’t want you
You done fucked them broke niggas, now you feel ashamed, don’t you?
You will shoot a thousand beans to the K, won’t you?
And you’ll double right in three days, won’t you?
You’ll jump on
on the plane, won’t you?
And you a lesson real niggas run a train on you (Da Realest)
He be smokin' on them different strands, don’t he?
Everyday, that nigga got some different bands on him
He be rockin' different Japanese pants, don’t he?
And he be hangin' with them niggas, bust your head open
You know my niggas ain’t to be touched, don’t you?
You know these hoes ain’t shit, and you can fuck, don’t you?
You wanna get that fast money in a rush, don’t you?
You wanna catch them niggas slippin' and get the ups, don’t you?
(Fa, fa) (Realest)
You wanna pull up in ballet in a Bentley, don’t you?
You wanna be the flyest nigga in the city, don’t you?
You want it out the mud and grind up on a million, don’t you?
You want them bad hoes to know you in the building, don’t you?
You want them bad hoes to know you in the building, don’t you?
You want them rat hoes to know you gettin' chicken, don’t you?
You stayin' mad low, you know them niggas snitchin' on you
What they gon' try for? And they know you keep that pistol on you (Da Realest)
That’s your bitch but you know I still hit it, don’t you?
I be rubbin' on her nipples while I’m lickin' on her
Bend her over from the back, switch positions on her
And leave that ho right where she at, go get a different woman
Every day, I’m smokin' out a different onion
Every day, I’m pickin' up some different money
If the pints still in the glass, I’ma pull up on you
Fuckin' for an hour and a half, made her give up on me
Nigga
You know my niggas ain’t to be touched, don’t you?
You know these hoes ain’t shit, and you can fuck, don’t you?
You wanna get that fast money in a rush, don’t you?
You wanna catch them niggas slippin' and get the ups, don’t you?
(Fa, fa) (Realest)
You wanna pull up in ballet in a Bentley, don’t you?
You wanna be the flyest nigga in the city, don’t you?
You want it out the mud and grind up on a million, don’t you?
You want them bad hoes to know you in the building, don’t you?