Don't Do It

[Hook] Them niggas got an attitude when we pull in them cars Shutting down the avenue and they start actin’ like ‘em broads Don’t, don’t do it, don’t, don’t do it, don’t, don’t do it! (Turn the lights down) [Verse 1: Fat Joe] They call me Joey PYREX, cause I whip it the good Niggas ain’t recognize yet, but they bitches do Nah, I ain’t throwin’ up no sets, but my niggas do Versace frames, Versace chains, that’s what Big would do Aquafina, she got that Aquafina So much ass up in this car, you would think it’s La Marina And this chain weigh two kilos, bought that bitch in 88′ Tattoo Al Pacino, [?] deep dish 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, day parties, white girls doin’ cocaine prolly She gave strep, she’ll leave ok, that bitch sound like James Harden [Hook] Them niggas got an attitude when we pull in them cars Shutting down the avenue and they start actin’ like ‘em broads Don’t, 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 foul, Joey Crawford Don’t do it, [?], eight digits, blew it And I caught up whippin’ hard like Martha Stewart I’m talkin’ thirty chains, thirty clip a pint Gettin’ brain, make a mill, watchin’ niggas change Shit get strange, them coke boys be whylin’ Drop head, no molly, More O’s, more problems I say fuck hoes, more comic [Hook] Them niggas got an attitude when we pull in them cars Shutting down the avenue and they start actin’ like ‘em broads Don’t, 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 Rolley black face with yellow diamonds, that’s a Dandelion Phantom Spaceship, I could try that bitch and recline And when you go to Hublot, tell em my name The owner’s a friend of mine I’m on every station, listen for my adlib You came for vacation but nigga that’s where I live Gave my daddy my Benz, gave my momma my Grammys Still the king of the mill and I run that bitch from Miami Do somethin’, nigga! [Hook] Them niggas got an attitude when we pull in them cars Shutting down the avenue and they start actin’ like ‘em broads Don’t, don’t do it, don’t, don’t do it, don’t, don’t do it! (Turn the lights on!)