Lani Flaze - I Do (feat. A.B.)

I don't even care what they say bout you
I got married to this shit and I ain't say I do
Yes I do, Yes I do, Yes I do, Yes I do, Yes I do do do
Oh yes I do, Yes I do
Say I'm all about my cheese, chicken, bread, fondue
Yes I do, Yes I do, Yes I do, Yes I do, Yes I do do do
Oh yes I do, Yes I do
I got married to this shit and I ain't say I do
I be in that pussy good, like it's Thai food
Make a bitch go crazy when she feel what I do, ayy
Who the fuck is you, who, who the fuck is you
Her pussy question her nigga, like, who was you when I was through
I got plans, I can make it with my mans, how bout you
I ain't taxin' fool as long as he can put back with the crew
You niggas roosters with your head chopped off, no doo-doo-doo
I wake up early in the morning just to get back to the food, yes I do
You don't swag like I do
I'm used to losing it and getting it back, Deja vu
I keep a badass bitch with a great IQ, yes I do
And her last man don't slay like I do
I got trees, yes I do, for some fees, yes I do
Gee-fuck about the next man, that's what he like to do
Ain't no lying in my lyrics, It's no felines here fool
I got married to this shit and I ain't have to say I do
Yes I do
Yes I do, Yes I do, Yes I do, Yes I do, Yes I do do do
Oh yes I do, Yes I do
Say I'm all about my cheese, chicken, bread, fondue
Yes I do, Yes I do, Yes I do, Yes I do, Yes I do do do
Oh yes I do, Yes I do
I got married to this shit and I ain't say I do
All about my bread
I'm all about my cheese
I'm all about my paper so I smoke it with my weed
I'm thumbing through the Forbes list, some shit we gonna achieve
Them suckas niggas hating, them niggas did not believe
You ain't serious about your bread nigga, tell me what you doing
In the game without a ring, well nigga you Patrick Ewing
I've been married to that bitch, I don't never wear my ring tho
Cause that bitch a slut, she'll fuck you for a single
I don't give a fuck cause I still said I do
She be calling, I come get her in the jungle or the zoo
With another bad bitch that's suicidal for the crew
She gon' peep you, she gon' scope you, so be cautious with your moves
Aye, yes I do, yes I do
Aye, yes I do, yes I do
Aye, yes I do, yes I do
Yes I do do do
Aye, Yes I do, Oh yes I do
Oh yes I do
I got married to the shit
And I ain't have to say I do
Yes I do, Yes I do, Yes I do, Yes I do, Yes I do do do
Oh yes I do, Yes I do
Say I'm all about my cheese, chicken, bread, fondue
Yes I do, Yes I do, Yes I do, Yes I do, Yes I do do do
Oh yes I do, Yes I do
I got married to this shit and I ain't say I do

Written by:
JULIUS RIVERA, BRITANIE K'LA BUGGS, PAUL LAVON DAVIS, TORREY QUINN HOOD, ISAAC HAYES, JEFFREY JOHNSON

Publisher:
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