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Tory Lanez – Just Got It Done Lyrics

Just Got It Done Lyrics By Tory Lanez

Quarantine (Quarantine, quarantine)
Well dammit Bob, I won’t be a ghetto nigga in the hoods uncle, (Perfect)
If you look at her tig ol biddies (calcium), straight out the doctors room to the onlyfans, there she goes (Ain’t nobody got time for that)

Oh we already know, you just got it done, what its poking out for?
What is falling out for?
What is falling out for?
What is falling out for?
You just got it done
Now you got em calling out “Yo”
You done switched your number, but why they calling out for?
Heavy on the stepping, but I’m walking out slow
Heavy on the stepping, but I’m walk, walk, walk, walk

Heavy on the stepping shawty bought herself a baby benz
70 on 7 when she at the gas station bout elevie I be steppin’
Got the glovers mitten, bitch I’m fucking anything I’m catching
I got fast money going in, so money going up
Tryna find a way to money, baby boy I know the route
Had this bitch play me on the blog said we going up
Set said, “they do anything, for clout”
She got a lot of ass, and she got a lot of mouth
She done tallied up the stripper money, got herself a house
We ain’t playing, cat and mouse, still I clap it out

We already know, you just got it done, what its poking out for?
What is falling out for?
What is falling out for?
What is falling out for?
You just got it done
Now you got em calling out “Yo”
You done switched your number, but why they calling out for?
Heavy on the stepping, but I’m walking out slow
Heavy on the stepping, but I’m walk, walk, walk, walk

Heavy on the stepping, and I’m deadly with the cross
And I’m heavy with the check in on the celly like a boss
Meal prep me when I check in, I’m a walk to the bank, they gon let me put the check in
Shawty twerk that ass for me if I got, to pay up
Shake what ya mama or yo doctor gave ya
Bust it back, oh forreal, you don’t gotta fake ya
Last time you know you made it hot, Jamaica
You be doing numbers on your Onlyfans
Making every nigga feel like they ya only mans
You say you don’t strip on that, you just only dance
You tell me this the same shit that you would put on the gram
Talking contour for ya, and you popping pretty
Now you only date niggas out the popping cities
You ain’t fucking unless the nigga got the dollars with him, ayy

We already know, you just got it done, what its poking out for?
What is falling out for?
What is falling out for?
What is falling out for?
You just got it
Now you got em calling out “Yo”
You done switched your number, but why they calling out for?
Heavy on the stepping, but I’m walking out slow
Heavy on the stepping, but I’m walk, walk, walk, walk
Heavy on the stepping, I walk, walk, walk, walk