Do It

Lyrics

[Intro: OJ da Juiceman & Gucci Mane] Ayy, Shawty Redd, Juiceman So Icy Entertainment Big bruh Gucc' Too much Juice (Yeah) Ayy, ayy, ayy, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay (Juice) Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Get 'em Juice, Sun Valley) [Chorus: OJ da Juiceman] My pinky ring stupid, my chain is like the movies If I catch your girl, best believe I will do it Do it, do it Pussy nigga, you done blew it I'm [?] riding [?] with the music [Verse 1: OJ da Juiceman] Bought it with that trap money, that's how I do it Young Juiceman, and my pockets so stupid Everyday I wake up, Prada and that Coogi If you think I'm lyin', then you better ask Gucci See my chain, chain swangin', VVS got me fruity Me and big bruh ridin' '08 [?] [?] a [pint of Yak/Pontiac?], and it was strictly for the groupies Bouldercrest shawty, rippin' up the deuces Texaco shawty, bomb in the bushes Now I push them blocks dog, cookin' up thе cookies 52 to 112, that's how Juice do it Right hand stupid, Young Juice do it Pull up to thе club, [?] with the music Damn I got them bands from selling all the deuces Damn I got that swag, Shawty Redd, yea approved it Young Juice do it, hop up out that new shit Pinky ring one brick, chain cost five bricks But don't forget the left wrist, Juice done [spunt?] a lot of grip Juice done sold a lot of [?] Juice stay down Juiceman, goddamn, Juiceman hot as piss Put me in your hood, dawg, I'm still selling bricks I'm getting money, cause Juice, he the shit Young Juiceman, and I'm still workin' [?] bricks Pyrex cookin', let my [?] [Verse 2: Gucci Mane] [?] got the Jacob on, [?] catch a light Gucci got the [?] good night, we like left and right Juiceman and Gucci Mane, 9 chains, 11 rings VVS dope bowls, we VVS'ing everything Juice got a hummer, Gucci got a Hummer Juice got the mac, Gucci got the pump Gucci got his back, Juice is in the front This is Juice tape, this is what you want So Icy mail boys, baby, you can keep the plate Sun Valley trap boys, back to back in purple doors Bouldercrest brick boys, Juiceman, pass that kush Gucci bookbags on our back and it's full of kush Glocks in our pockets, so we ain't the clique you wanna push Close to the edge, pussy nigga, give your ass a push Red rum murder squad, chopper give your ass a [?] Juiceman album, every trapper, this is what you crave 'Cause I know it's been a drought on real niggas from the A [Outro: Gucci Mane] East Atlanta stand up (East Atlanta) So Icy Entertainment (So Icy) Juiceman album (32) We in here (Juiceman) The posterboy (Posterboy, baby) Juiceman, huh East Atlanta, Bouldercrest