Ain’t Gone Do It

Ain’t Gone Do It Lyrics

Gold in my champagne
Your sh*t blank, boy your sh*t lame
Probably just like your dick game
So I don’t need to know your name
Don’t you see these on my feet?
Bet you can’t guess how much I paid
That’s a shame
f**k these simple hoes tryna swerve in my lane
Who the f**k told you to not have no chill?
Who the f**k told you we splittin’ that bill?
Who the f**k told you that I’m in the hood?
When you know f**kin’ right I’m in Beverly Hills
Why you keep starin’ at me like you know me?
Spur of the moment, I ball like Ginobili
ESPN, photoshootin’ with Kobe
You Photoshop b**ches be needin’ Adobe
Oh, oh, that’s some baloney
Oh, this is Missoni
Oh, you are still lookin’ for Kony
Would tell you to call me, but I am not phony
Oh, why your car got a cheap gear?
Mothaf**ka in his car with some cheap gear
I’m draped in McQueen, Balmain on my jean
Ask Givenchy and Marie Claire
Gold in my champagne
Your sh*t blank, boy your sh*t lame
Probably just like your dick game
So I don’t need to know your name
Don’t you see these on my feet?
Bet you can’t guess how much I paid
That’s a shame
f**k these simple hoes tryna swerve in my lane
Do it for the niggas
Girl I ain’t gon’ do it
Girl I ain’t gon’ do it
Girl I ain’t gon’ do it
Do it, do it, do it, do it
Girl I ain’t gon’ do it
Do it for the niggas
Girl I ain’t gon’ do it
Girl I ain’t gon’ do it
Girl I ain’t gon’ do it
Nah I ain’t gon’ do it
Gold in my champagne
Your sh*t blank, boy your sh*t lame
Probably just like your dick game
So I don’t need to know your name
Don’t you see these on my feet?
Bet you can’t guess how much I paid
That’s a shame
f**k these simple hoes tryna swerve in my lane
Do it for the niggas
Girl I ain’t gon’ do it
Girl I ain’t gon’ do it
Girl I ain’t gon’ do it
Do it, do it, do it, do it
Girl I ain’t gon’ do it
Do it for the niggas
Girl I ain’t gon’ do it
Girl I ain’t gon’ do it
Girl I ain’t gon’ do it
Nah I ain’t gon’ do it
He said, “Arch your back”
I ain’t gon’ do it
He said, “Kiss my neck”
I ain’t gon’ do it
Talk dirty in my ear
I ain’t gon’ do it
Do it, do it, do it, do it
He said, “Arch your back”
I ain’t gon’ do it
He said, “Kiss my neck”
I ain’t gon’ do it
Talk dirty in my ear
I ain’t gon’ do it
I’ma need some fresh air, b**ch
Gold in my champagne
Your sh*t blank, boy your sh*t lame
Probably just like your dick game
So I don’t need to know your name
Don’t you see these on my feet?
Bet you can’t guess how much I paid
That’s a shame
f**k these simple hoes tryna swerve in my lane
Do it for the niggas
Girl I ain’t gon’ do it
Girl I ain’t gon’ do it
Girl I ain’t gon’ do it
Do it, do it, do it, do it
Girl I ain’t gon’ do it
Do it for the niggas
Girl I ain’t gon’ do it
Girl I ain’t gon’ do it
Girl I ain’t gon’ do it
Nah I ain’t gon’ do it