YG - Do Not Disturb Lyrics

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[Intro: YG]
Yeah, boy

[Chorus: Kamaiyah]
Go back to my old ho, that’s a no-no
Broke bitch, only want promo
Fucked around, that’s why I’m solo
So bitch, don’t call me no more
I used to go soft on a ho, now I’m hard on a ho
Fuck all of that sweet shit
I used to go soft on a ho, now I’m hard on a ho
Fuck all of that sweet shit
Go back to my old ho, that’s a no-no
Broke bitch, only want promo
Fucked around, that’s why I’m solo
So bitch, don’t call me no more

[Verse 1: Kamaiyah]
Dumb freak bitch, always want free shit
In dead clothes, rockin’ that cheap shit
I used to go soft on a ho, now I’m hard on a ho
Fuck all of that sweet shit
My freaks upgraded since I got poppin’
Bitch, I got poppin’ and I got options
And since you left me, bitch, you got nothing
Just a broke pussy that keeps on fuckin’
How a broke bitch gon’ try tell me somethin’?
You a joke, bitch, just keep on sluttin’
Die, bitch, die, bitch, die, bitch
That pussy get pounds, trending topic

[Verse 2: YG]
I used to go soft, now I’m hard
“YG can’t rap”, Bitch, I got bars
I’m a rich nigga, swipe the credit card
Fuckin’ with a stripper, she a star, ayy
Forward progress, I don’t backtrack (I don’t backtrack)
That’s my old life, audible, I’m past that (Past that)
Fashion Nova, girl, you ratchet, tryna be seen in that (Seen in that)
And plus I heard my rapper friend be beatin’ that (Thottie)
You a ho, no-no
You all cap like my 4Hunnid logo
Hard bottoms, white socks that’s my mojo
You fuck niggas wearin’ Team Jordans and Polo (Ew)
I ain’t change my number, you just blocked
Bitch, you ain’t Chaka Khan, stop actin’ shocked
I’m actin’ brand new, like my watch
Said, “Please hit me back”, please, bitch, you’s a bop

[Verse 3: G-Eazy]
Shake ya ass, watch yourself
Bitch, you’re doin’ too much, please stop yourself
I put you back in the game, I took you off the shelf
You doin’ molly every night, bitch, watch your health, yeah
Lookin’ around the room, I fucked every bitch in it
If it smell bad, then my tongue’s not in it
Tequila and tabs, Jessie said, “Let’s send it”
She chokes on my dick, all my windows tinted
She got a 21 waist, she models VS
Her diet is sniff more, eat less
She said she only fucked five guys, BS
You ain’t gotta lie to me, please speak less
E-40 gave me the Sick Wid It medallion
You need a verse, I text you $150,000
Four ice Italian, that’s six hundred stallions
Fuckin’ Jamisha to YG’s first album, yee

[Chorus: Kamaiyah]
Go back to my old ho, that’s a no-no
Broke bitch, only want promo
Fucked around, that’s why I’m solo
So bitch, don’t call me no more