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Dj Kay Slay - Dont Do It Lyrics

Don't Do It Song Lyrics
Don't Do It by Dj Kay Slay (Hook)
Them niggas got an attitude when we pull in them cars
Shut them down the avenue and they start actin' like 'em broads
Dont, don't do it, don't, don't do it, don't, don't do it!
(Turn the lights down)

(Verse: Fat Joe)
They call me Joey Powder X cause I'm with the good
Niggas ain't recognize yet, but they b**ches do
Nah, I ain't throwin' up no sex, but my niggas do
Versace frames, Versace chains, that's what Big would do
Aquafina, she put that Aquafina
So much ass up in this car, you would think it's La Marina
And this chain weigh two kilos, bought that b**ch in 88'
Tattoo Al Pacino, I like to keep this in that paper plate
(Don't do it!) I'mma work of art but these gats deep
(Don't do it!) I'm Leonardo, Great Gatsby
Swimming pools, gay parties, white girls doin' cocaine prolly
She gain(?) steps, she'll leave ok, that b**ch sound like ?

(Hook)
Them niggas got an attitude when we pull in them cars
Shut them down the avenue and they start actin' like 'em broads
Dont, don't do it, don't, don't do it, don't, don't do it!
(Montana, turn the lights on!)

(Verse 2: French Montana)
All my dawgs stylin', got em feelin' awkward
Them niggas fat, Joey Carver
Don't do it, mate, eight digits, blew it
And I caught it whippin' hard like Martha Stewart
I'm talkin' thirty chains, thirty clip a pint
Gettin' brain, make a mill, watchin' niggas change
sh*t get strange, them coke boys be whylin'
Drop head, no molly, More O's, more prolems
I say f**k hoes, more comic

(Hook)
Them niggas got an attitude when we pull in them cars
Shut them down the avenue and they start actin' like 'em broads
Dont, don't do it, don't, don't do it, don't, don't do it!
(Turn the lights on!)

(Verse 3: Rico Love)
Black drop-top, drop-crotch, call me Hammer Time
Rolly black face with yellow diamonds, that's a Dandy-Line
Phantom Spaceship, I could try that sh*t and recline
And when you go to Hugh Blows, tell em my name
The owner's a friend of mine
I'm on every station, listen for my adlist
You came for vacation but that's where I live
Gave my daddy my Benz, gave my momma my Grammies
Still the king of the mill and I run that b**ch from Miami
Do somethin', nigga!

(Hook)
Them niggas got an attitude when we pull in them cars
Shut them down the avenue and they start actin' like 'em broads
Dont, don't do it, don't, don't do it, don't, don't do it!