Did It Again Songtext

Luh Soldier

von Trench Baby

Did It Again Songtext
Yeah
Y'all know what the fuck goin' on, man
Whole lotta sauce, like shit man, you know?
Gettin' money forever, nigga get [?]
Nigga come join the label, nigga, you know
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I did it again
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I did it again
For real [?]
[?]
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

A killer right here on the side of my passenger, yeah
Yeah for the low, they attack him (Pow-pow)
Yeah for my brodie, I get you wet
If she got a ass, it gotta get smacked
On the way to the show getting head in the back (Skrr)
Bro getting head in the back of the 'Bach (Skrr)
I do not fuck with these niggas they rats (Yeah)
Not finna talk if it ain't about a pack

Pick shorty I heard she trickin' again
Fresh off the dome, I don't need me no pen
Took so many years, like I'm just trying to win
They said I wouldn't do it, I did it again (Again)
Yeah, I did it again
They said I wouldn't do it, I did it again (Again)
Yeah, I did it again
They said I wouldn't do it, I did it again (Again)

I kick shorty out then we join on her friend (Damn)
And I heard they were twins (Heard they were twins)
Calabasas in the Hills in the Benz (Skrr)
Doing 180 again
Get on your hustle, it ain't no excuses (For real)
Drop off this, shorty said I'm a booster (Yeah)
Not in the league but I hang with the shooter (Yeah)
A nigga talking out they neck I'ma do him

A killer right here on the side of my passenger (Of my passenger)
Yeah for the low, they attack him (Yeah)
Yeah for my brodie, I get you wet
If she got a ass, it gotta get smacked
On the way to the show getting head in the back (Skrr)
Bro getting head in the back of the 'Bach (Skrr)
I do not fuck with these niggas they rats
Not finna talk if it ain't about a pack
A killer right here on the side of my passenger (Of my passenger)
Yeah for the low, they attack him (Attack him)
Yeah for my brodie, I get you wet
If she got a ass, it gotta get smacked
On the way to the show getting head in the back
Bro getting head in the back of the 'Bach
I do not fuck with these niggas they rats
Not finna talk if it ain't about a pack

Pick shorty I heard she trickin' again
Fresh off the dome, I don't need me no pen
Took so many years, like I'm just trying to win
They said I wouldn't do it, I did it again (Again)
Yeah, I did it again
They said I wouldn't do it, I did it again (Again)
Yeah, I did it again
They said I wouldn't do it, I did it again (Again)

Cut shorty out like they do with the cable (Uh)
Can't help I'm a natural player (For real)
Might take me a trip to Barbados
And get my dick suck, every day that I wake up
Being a boss only comes with a pay cut (Yeah)
I want your face, no make up (Make up)
I want your face, then break up (Break up)
Whenever I shoot, it's waist up (Waist up)
Whenever I hit, get 'em outta there (Yeah)
I get it I'm out then I'm outta there
Running my money up, yeah
Niggas know they can't compete
Fuck on the floor, they won't fuck up the sheets
Drop not for real and I'll fuck up the streets
Been on the road ain't been getting no sleep (Yeah)
Put this dick up her back and I fuck her to sleep (Yeah)

A killer right here on the side of my passenger (Of my passenger)
Yeah for the low, they attack him (Attack him)
Yeah for my brodie, I get you wet
If she got a ass, it gotta get smacked
On the way to the show getting head in the back
Bro getting head in the back of the 'Bach (Skrr)
I do not fuck with these niggas they rats
Not finna talk if it ain't about a pack

Pick shorty I heard she trickin' again
Fresh off the dome, I don't need me no pen
Took so many years, like I'm just trying to win
They said I wouldn't do it, I did it again (Again)
Yeah, I did it again
They said I wouldn't do it, I did it again (Again)
Yeah, I did it again
They said I wouldn't do it, I did it again (Again)

Yeah, my nigga, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh I did it again
You know that my nigga, yeah, uh
Oh I did it again, nigga