I'm a do me
I'm a do me
You niggas cane But they pockets We spendin money, gettin money, nothin in a hundred mil, ain't gon let nothin intervene Respect the hustle busters gon do by any means Haters I mean Put this on They say I start a lot of shit, I say I finish Just some dental cream I go in mouth And like a limousine, I stretch a out ain't what you want now you better take a different route I ain't Bankhead? nigga what is this about to bound when you see me oh we dissin now? Ay stop the music listen dude I get wit you now But once them hammers Just know its not a We handle things like You hear em sayin that about me, I'm sayin this New niggas in ya face, you wasnt sayin shit you say you get 30 mil in six years? listen Forbes put down for 20, that was year And lets get this clear, just you and me apology was BET not for DTP, I'm doin me
You do you And I'm do me You do you I'm do me
If you Talkin bout money you talkin bout shit You wasnt on the waitin list and you ain't in shit You pick a watch that cost a 100, then you wasted yo If you you can do me you out yo mutha fuckin mind go These insane, yeah straight fooled A half a million dollar car and some shoes the dealership... like yall tricked me Then why the hell you put my where my truck be I'm franklins... I don't need ones a pound every week like I don't need lungs Buy em whole sale and retail I'm seafood... yeah fish scales I I'm so hot... but my house cool So many rooms that it like a high school of high school... I never passed that Works right here... now where da at?
You do you (and what) And I'm do me (ay) You do you (and what) I'm do me (ok) see how its done Then me do me (ay) Wanna see how its watch me do me (yeah)
I'm the big homie... get use to me You ain't even close to what I used to be You imaginary rappers swear to GOD you moved a key While yall to me..i know yall ain't street I MONEY... everyday dawg I leave you stinkin in the well thats my grave yard I tried to figure if you mel gibs or nas I wanna know where these rappers got brave hearts Cause that yak-up apart any size heart So you suckas click-clack about wit GOD You need to stick yo thumb out and take a hike I see more man... in a dike Fuck what you like... this ain't a date You read like a blind, you gotta feel yo way me nigga I'm eat til I'm obese I'm mr. cocane now me do me