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Do You Understand? Lyrics - Artist : Shy Glizzy
[Shy Glizzy:]
Yeah
Yeah yeah
Young Jefe holmes
Yeah
Run that back Turbo

Choppers on deck, everything is on demand
You want a check, first you gotta have a plan
And she soaking wet, she drippin', goddamn
My little butter pecan, yeah she got a tan
Girl you need a man, and he need them bands
And y'all need a plan, and y'all can't be playin'
Do you understand, what the fuck that I'm sayin'?
Do you understand, yeah yeah, what the fuck that I'm sayin'?

It's a new day, I'm makin' plays (Yeah)
Hit green, Young Jefe, get out of my way (Young Jefe)
Ghost ridin' a Wraith, she said it's not safe (Woo)
Two bands on my shirts, bitch get out of my face (Whoa)
Girl can't you see it's a lot on my plate? (Yeah)
Girl can't you see that they lyin', they fake? (Yeah)
I'm makin' money, not makin' mistakes (No no)
Already don't like me, I know they gon' hate (Ayy)
She fuck me good, just like she should (Yeah)
She fix me breakfast and roll me a 'Wood
Ain't leavin' never, and that's understood
Really respect her when she in the hood (Whoa)
Really respect her when she in the mall (Whoa)
Gucci my letterman, that's how I ball (Swish)
She say I'm a gentleman and I'm a boss (Boss)
Girl you're so elegant, ain't got a flaw (Oh)
I'm very repellent (Yeah)
To all of my exes (What? What?)
They say that I'm arrogant (Yeah)
My bitch, she intelligent (Hey-ey)
I'm sippin' on medicine (Yeah)
They can't get no evidence (Oh)
Drastic measurement (Oh oh)
This shit was heaven sent (Yeah yeah, oh)

[Shy Glizzy

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