Snoop Dogg – Do It When I’m In It Lyrics

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[Intro: Jermaine Dupri & Ozuna]
(Hi Music Hi Flow)
Y’all know who this is
(Ozuna, jaja)

[Chorus: Jermaine Dupri]
Every time I come to town (Uh)
Shortie bad, she gon’ bust it down (Yeah)
She know about the digits in my bank account
And she love the way I do it when I’m in it (Ooh, oh)
Every time I come to town (Uh)
Shortie bad, she gon’ bust it down (Yeah)
She know about the digits in my bank account
And she love the way I do it when I’m in it (Ooh, oh)

[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]
From the LBC shore, wheels up on the G4
Louis bag with the Gucci loafs, silk shirt with a mink coat
Flying in, selling game to all you hoes and you’re buying in
Legend in your presence, hiding
Got a room full of bitches and they lying there
High in there, ain’t no fire, but a lot of wine in there
They get it, ain’t no WiFi
On the low, close the door, bitch, I Spy
See when I pull up, jump in, we slip out
Roll up, roll out, get mines, dip out
She had to come and give a real Crip a taste
Out of pocket, never that stayin’ in stripper’s place
Big brown ass with some fat titties
And baby make magic when I’m in the city

[Chorus: Jermaine Dupri]
Every time I come to town (Uh)
Shortie bad, she gon’ bust it down (Yeah)
She know about the digits in my bank account
And she love the way I do it when I’m in it (Ooh, oh)
Every time I come to town (Uh)
Shortie bad, she gon’ bust it down (Yeah)
She know about the digits in my bank account
And she love the way I do it when I’m in it (Ooh, oh)

[Verse 2: Ozuna]
(Jaja; ma’)
Ya perdí la cuenta de lo que me estoy buscando
Gastando, viajando el mundo, en un avión rodando (Un avión rodando)
Tu mujer me está chequeando (-tá chequeando)
Y no le cuente’ que en el año son treinta palo’ sonando (-ta palo’ sonando)
Balenciaga, flow de Richard Mille, de Patek, de [?]
¿Quién te enseñó ese, quién fue? (Ah)
Lo que tú hace’ ahora ya yo lo pasé, ah (Ya yo lo pasé, ah)
A melón por año estuviera en ’93 (Ah)
Que tú no tienes flow, yo lo valgo y lo mantengo (Y lo mantengo)
Tírenme to’, que con ustedes me entretengo (Me entretengo)
Tú suenas bien pero el jarabe yo lo tengo (Ay, yo lo tengo)
Bajé pa’l barrio, de ahí es que yo me mantengo (Nah, jaja)
Que tú no tienes flow, yo lo valgo y lo mantengo (Y lo mantengo)
Tírenme to’, que con ustedes me entretengo (Yo me entretengo)
Tú suenas bien pero el jarabe yo lo tengo (Prr, prr, ja)
Bajé pa’l barrio, de ahí es que yo me mantengo (Hi Music Hi Flow)

[Chorus: Jermaine Dupri]
Every time I come to town (Uh)
Shortie bad, she gon’ bust it down (Yeah)
She know about the digits in my bank account
And she love the way I do it when I’m in it (Ooh, oh)
Every time I come to town (Uh)
Shortie bad, she gon’ bust it down (Yeah)
She know about the digits in my bank account
And she love the way I do it when I’m in it (Ooh, oh)

[Verse 3: Slim Jxmmi]
Eyes hid behind the tints on my glasses (I’m high)
Cartier frames, I become a fanatic (I’m blind)
Belaire champagne, we don’t drink out the glasses (No)
Time is money baby, so I quibble over semantics (Word)
Ace card good, but my license invalid (Word)
She gon’ throw it back, but it ain’t for the challenge (Throw it back)
I just seen Snoop park the Wraith at the valley (Wraith)
And we with crazy girls, so the girls gotta be ’bout it (Let’s go)
From the zip to the LBC, we make the girls get W-E-T
I see you, I know you see me
Can I get sloppy in the foreign two seater? (Skrt)
Yeah, mami, call me, “Big papi” (Big Papi)
Chop a nigga, don’t speak ’cause I’m rich and groovy
Got hits like Rudy, make a bitch whistle me
Tequila got me loopy, Russ pack, fruity (Nigga)

[Chorus: Jermaine Dupri]
Every time I come to town (Uh)
Shortie bad, she gon’ bust it down (Yeah)
She know about the digits in my bank account
And she love the way I do it when I’m in it (Ooh, oh)
Every time I come to town (Uh)
Shortie bad, she gon’ bust it down (Yeah)
She know about the digits in my bank account
And she love the way I do it when I’m in it (Ooh, oh)

[Outro: Ozuna]
O-Ozuna, ja
Hi Music Hi Flow
Pue-Puerto Rico
Dominican Republic, baby, ja
Nibiru, Nibiru, Nibiru, Nibiru
Dimelo Vi, ja

Kodak Black – Acting Weird Lyrics

[Intro]
I fell in love with my bih from the field, baby
Said she from Miami, from the crib, baby
Yeah, when the link up and they ask me questions
You ever killed somebody before? (hahaha)

[Verse 1]
I don’t play like that, you talkin’ weird, baby
Everybody ’round me actin’ weird, baby
I just want for you to keep it real, baby
I ain’t let them know I had a mil, you crazy
Dressin’ like I’m poor, I’m rockin’ Timbs on the daily
All the record labels know the deals that I’m makin’
Coulda bought a Wraith, I bought a silver Mercedes
My head on a swivel, but your brain on the pavement
Remember hittin’ licks and hidin’ [in a filthy?] basement
Talkin’ to myself ’cause I understand what I’m sayin’
You ain’t finna trip me out my mind, no more, Satan
You the reason that I’m Sniper Gang, and I’m shady
Walk up in the studio, bitch recordin’ ’cause I’m ready
My bitch, she Dominican Republic, but I’m Haititan
I ain’t quit the shufflin’ in my feet, now I’m patient
Momma, look at me, mom, look at me, I been changin’
HBK, heartbreak kid, Heart Break Kodak
Remember when I laid there on the counter, seen you naked
Remember when I loved you, now I don’t care to see you naked now
Remember when I loved you, now I don’t care to see you naked
I came from the projects, Section 8, now I made it
Shit ain’t never been the same, I wished I wasn’t famous
But, Kodak, don’t you give up, don’t you quit like that lame did
Don’t quit like them lames did
Kodak, don’t you give up, don’t you quit like that Wayne stuff
Kodak, you better not go out like no lame ’cause you a gangster
Everybody actin’ like some hoes all a sudden
Momma called me a dog, but I ain’t no hoe ’cause I ain’t buggin’
In the field chasin’ all my goals, I ain’t puntin’
OG Kush got me with a odor, got me musky
Promise everybody ’round me no more since a youngin’
I be with my niggas and my brothers and my cousins
She be so goddamn sweet, there stuck a bean in her booty hole
Money got me drunk, it got me peein’ in the studio
Chance is I don’t know if I be goin’ or I be comin’
Crack a nigga head like Humpty Dumpty

[Verse 2]
Everybody been actin’ weird lately
I just want for you to keep it real, baby
I been had a couple mil, I ain’t never say shit
I ain’t never say shit
I’m codeine dreamin’ in a spaceship
All the pain motivatin’ me to stay real
Sound like a vulture cryin’ in the glacier
I’m hotheaded but my chain [?]
I’m workin’ like a slave still
And I don’t need a Perky for the pain pill
I was sixteen with permanent gold teeth
Snatched ’em out and put diamonds in it
Y’all got the same grill
Everybody fuckin’ everybody, we got the same girl
And I be walkin’ ’round here like this my dang world
And I be walkin’ ’round here like this my dang planet
Think about my family, had to pop a Xanny
Aye, I’m drinkin’ liquor, tried to swallow my pride
I hope my son ain’t gotta live like I
Mm mm, mm mm
Drinkin’ tequila, smokin’ sativa
I done made it out the rain, I ain’t call FEMA
My baby momma in a Range, took her out the Beam
Ain’t never showed no love to me on Valen-Day-Tine
I send words out through the grapevine
Made it out the jungle like I’m godsend
Swing with that vine like I’m Tarzan
I pop a nigga top, don’t get your block spint
I ain’t goin’ out where I be [?]
I ain’t do the jigga, I’m consumin’ liquor
My wrist frame [?]
I don’t do [?]
Fuck a Bentley truck, smile with the Glizzy tucked
In a pickup truck, now I’m smokin’ [?]