Ricky Hil - What You Do That For lyrics

Bucket low, and dirty sprite
I'm fucking hoes that keep it tight
Copping O's for a cheaper price
They take my flows they don't
Say this shit's right (Limosa Nostra)
Chevrolet through them city lights
You pop a oxy ima do that twice
Bitches on Ricky like white on rice
I keep on smoking til it put me nice
Its 2 or 3 bags in that leather seat
Morphine tabs and ecstacy
Bitches that's bad be next to me
They do what ever for me
I keep 'em high as me

What you do that for? No fucking
No fucking reason it's what I do that for
What you do that for?
Cause, I couldn't give a fuck if I
Wake up fuck if where take us
What you do that for?
Cause, I won't see heaven
My bitch bumping lean
And I told her how to stretch it

The first initiated the sedaters
Ima take this car where the weight is
A blind mofucka tell you that I stay faded
Deja got a pretty face she
Should keep her hair braided
I pick her up outta dairy queen
I keep a biggie cup filled up with lean
Deja type of bitch to remember my parts
But she don't say shit when she sit in my car
That fake ass bitch getting under my nerves
If you can't hear my words
Then it mean I'm slurred
Baby mix it up look at baby stir
I got bitches that mix it better than her
I keep bitches that fuck dealers for work
Slickville 2, the devils church
Pop me 2, pretty ass perks
I been sitting this feeling never works

What you do that for? No fucking
No fucking reason it's what I do that for
What you do that for?
Cause, I couldn't give a fuck if I
Wake up fuck if where take us
What you do that for?
Cause, I won't see heaven
My bitch bumping lean
And I told her how to stretch it