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Beyonce Knowles - Doing it again



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   Man I fucked alotta bitches man (true)
  Made a lotta money (true)
  Made a lotta enemies (true)
  Would I do this shit all over again, I dunno
  That's a good question, would you do your life over again?
  (You right about that)
  I know I fuck fat ass Tasha one more time if I have nothing else to do
  I fuck that bitch one more time, that ass was fat
  
  [Verse 1]
  Yo, shorty get a desk and chair
  Now wit the guess appear
  But if you knew my life you'd shed a tear where
  From the fucked up scar to the tough luck bar
  To my cousin fightin chapters in a crushed up car
  I handled live beef from the pluriel I beef
  Capeshe a few cats tried to muirelize me (for what)
  Cause I drive a fresh benz and collect ends
  But I lost brothers some best friends
  Word life, we all bredgren
  But we all speak and nobody budgin
  Cause we all stubbrin
  Yeah, we let the hate rise
  Give each other fake fives
  Look back periphieal give each other snake eyes
  True in all sequals (true)
  You too of all people
  Guess they right money is the root of all people
  A nigga front on them though I triggered at em'
  I don't know Big it's just the type of nigga I am
  I live my life a thug
  Live my life wit drugs (drugs)
  Fuck everybody else I live my life for Blood
  So Lexus, Moff I got's to keep Triste near
  Cause Blood suppost to be here (cause blood suppost to be here)
  
  [Chorus]
  When comes a song
  All those crimes we've done
  All those times was fun but would you do it again?
  When comes a song
  All those crimes we've done
  All those times was fun but would you do it again?
  
  [Verse 2]
  Uh,
  One of my worst fears, is being stuffed in a hearse
  Six feet deep being crushed my the earth
  Bury me wit rings so when I'm plucked from the earth
  Every mothafucka see how much it was worth (we makin money)
  Oh you stressin my best misjudgin of my worst
  And all my life put in nothin but work
  Y'all talk about how I was such a big flirt
  I never slowed down cause I was fuckin wit skirts
  I mean since the early days I was cuttin from church
  Y'all talk about things I've done to my life
  You talk about things that I've done to my wife
  I know where I'm going so I can come in a cris'is
  I do this for my niggas, who never get no chedder
  For my niggas up state, that'll never get a letter
  For my vitally sick, that would never get no better
  For my niggas in the cold, that would never get a sweater
  For the life I lead, things I done
  A nigga went to school I had to bring my gun
  A nigga had to hustle I had to slung them drums (I feel you man)
  As the man of the house I had to bring income
  
  [Chorus]
  When comes a song
  All those crimes we've done
  All those times was fun but would you do it again?
  When comes a song
  All those crimes we've done
  All those times was fun but would you do it again?
  
  [Verse 3]
  Yo, this life I should rock again? (huh)
  Stand on this mothafuckin block again?
  Almost get shot again (it was tough out there yo)
  See alotta men get shot up bad
  Back up hobbilin sista out gossipin (get em' to the hospital)
  So I don't rhyme for excutives
  It's imparitive do it for my jailberg consecutives
  Get my messages, hell no
  Or my block nigga never live, one room 7 kid
  Screamin mother overhead two plates, one fork sour milk and a loaf of bread
  But I shook it off smiled of course kid
  My girl wildout on some child support shit
  I'm out exhausted obselete y'all (y'all)
  But girls will flip like Dominique Daws
  I'm not here to teach yall, just here to reach yall
  If I do my life over, I repeat all
  
  [Chorus]
  When comes a song
  All those crimes we've done
  All those times was fun, but would you do it again?
  When comes a song
  All those crimes we've done
  All those times was fun but would you do it again?
  [repeat 2 times]
  




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