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Fat Trel

Genres: Hip-Hop

O Let's Do It Freestyle Lyrics - Fat Trel

(Intro - Wale) 

Um 

No days off 

Um 

The Wizards played the Lakers today just so you know it's today 2010 

Fuck it turn my mic up a lil bit 

Yea 

 

(Verse 1 - Wale) 

I be on my gramo no days off while I'm on 

And I won't stop till I'm on that top and the whole world know me llamo 

My name is Wale bitch rock nation affilliation 

I race them then replace them more whips than a dominatrix 

If I lost you be patient 

don't cross me like you athiest 

And y'all late bitch while I'm cakin like the makeup on the geisha 

O let's do it get-get your bitches scoot quick 

And if she look good then I give her that wood like hacksaw Jim Duggan 

Okay she rollin you wiped up but she go in 

Can't tame her she's dangerous you ain't know she smashed the homies 

Better keep that ho on a leash don't make your only 

Treat a broad outside like I got five thou when I'm out y'all know I don't reach 

DMV that's on me no days off I don't sleep 

Rollin with my D-O-Gs I'm chiefin on some long beach 

Folarin AKA young hip-hop and AKA you talk much and that AK have you zipped up 

I'm fuckin witchu but I love them bitches you know I'm gettin more cut than nip tuck 

And a nigga really don't need no slut unless I need a BJ like Bogut 

(Yeah!) ha ha see I'm on my hoop shit 

My buzz is like cocaine 

got a satchel for a roof face 

Hung over till Tuesday witness what I do 

Bag it-it inside that cool-cool but ima need you to filet 

Cool straight done for now let's ride out shawty don't ask 

Just gettin you a job then I zip that broad tryina get in them bars like ghost dad 

Word to Rudy nigga I am ill you is nothin but some EOs with no Gordon got trail 

Did all my niggas loyal see we some different niggas 

I heard you dogs talkin they Brian Griffin niggas 

Ain't stalking no bitches though they always with a nigga 

That's why I keep a couple Trojans here Lane Kiffin nigga 

And my queen can have it all and that bitch don't get no dime or no time 

Just a couple niggas in a boxcar that bitch go lime 

Hold up y'all you know I'm fly I'm not jumping no 419 

Took a shot jump to a porno star y'all really like I support that broad 

Y'all all loafin goin through the motion hit me on the rock don't drop no cocaine 

Y'all just bogus and y'all act focused y'all too old for this y'all Hulk Hogan 

Y'all just think let me do my thing give them my time never give them my name 

Never give them no rings never give them my keys unless a nigga got pound that thing-thing 

 

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(Chorus) 

Yeah (ha ha ha ha) 

O let's do it 

Ay 

O let's do it 

Ay 

O let's do it (uh huh) 

Yeah 

Drug dealin music (board administrate) 

Ay 

I influence (Wale wat up) 

Ay 

I influence (basehead shit) 

Yeah 

O let's do it 

Ay 

O let's do it 

Ay 

O let's do it 

Yeah (my name Fat Trel tho you may kno) 

Drug dealin music (you know) 

Ay 

I influence (don't worry about nothin tho) 

Ay 

I influence (hey dog) 

 

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(Verse 2 - Fat Trel) 

Dats me fat trel DC northeast E Street all my niggas flock G-1 

Ride around in a truck six deep everybody tote heat everybody blow tree uhh 

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese 

In my city its the other way around everybody know me everybody know Z 

E Street bang everybody know me cus my eyes so gold and my eyes so green 

And I smoke that dro so I move so slow like all I eba-eva-ever do is sip lean 

Like Weezy Ill make it look easy bitches wanna fuck and the niggas wanna be me 

Give my money up nigga nigga wanna see me fool almost had a heart attack when he see me 

Old trap new E Street TV old strap new 50 shot magazine 

Old head bitch with some big hips that I need to click like ain't 19 

Bet I get it quick lick make it backflip outta town with some how you gonna act shit 

Mad bitch mack lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the kick shift 

High outer space no atlas got a lot of bait 

no catfish 

 

Send me automatic no practice I ain't gotta aim just shoot that bitch 

Shoot till there ain't shit left in the clip 

bulletproof vest won't protect shit 

 

And my niggas leave the jail like fuck this let's go home make a new hit list (Ha!) 

 

(Chorus) 

Yeah 

O let's do it 

Ay 

O let's do it 

Ay 

O let's do it 

Yeah 

Drug dealin music 

Ay 

I influence 

Ay 

I influence 

 

Yeah 

O let's do it 

Ay 

O let's do it 

Ay 

O let's do it 

Yeah 

Drug dealin music 

Ay 

I influence 

Ay 

I influence 

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