Lyrical Breakdown of O Let's Do It (Remix) (Feat. Diddy, Rick Ross, Gucci Mane) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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• Lyric Overview: Witness how Rick Ross weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "O Let's Do It (Remix) (Feat. Diddy, Rick Ross, Gucci Mane)" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
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I fucked my money up, damn Now I can't re-up Ran off in his spot just to get stacks up Now I'm back on deck, So shawty what the fuck you want Heard he talkin' shit But this ain't what the fuck he want Locked my C.E.O. up Now it's back to coka Niggas talkin shit bruh, Hang him by a ropa Hit 'em wit' the choppa Call that shit hot lama Call me waka flocka a.k.a. young wild nigga A.k.a. young drug dealer Got purp, got kush, got pills got white In the trap all night with the hard and the soft Stacks on the flo' watch girls keepin' it whippin' Shook it to the left then he shook it to the right So icy brick boys got it all night These lame ass niggas ain't got no fight Kick in my door we gon' shoot out all night Home of he Braves shawty shoot 'em wit' a K Yeah, O' lets do it Ay O lets do it Ay O' lets do it Yeah, drug dealin' music Ay I influence Ay I influence One shot man down His brains go ka-pow Ow, that shit hurt So don't fuck around But that happen often off in Riverdale Georgia You gone pay the life you live off in Riverdale Georgia They gone lay yo ass out rock you to sleep like a baby Hit squad shawty in the hood we got them babies Ever since they killed my nigga Travis start poppin' pills and actin' crazy Ever since they killed my nigga Travis start poppin' pills and actin' crazy Yeah, Flocka said lets do it And this real money, so we getting to it And yo bitch, she choosin', But if you ain't talking dollars, keep it moving Catch me on the south, with Flocka Flame And we got a problem if you saying Wocka lame Cause we off the chain, you see my green flash You wont beef O' lets do it, cause you ain't bad Happenin' music, is for the drug dealers Happenin' music, influence thug niggas Okay, so if you gettin' to it Ay, o' lets do it, ay o' lets do it