I'm a do me
I'm a do me
You niggas talkin But they clean We money, gettin money, nothin in between a hundred mil, ain't gon let nothin intervene Respect the hustle gon do that by any means Haters I mean Put on anything say I start a lot of shit, I say I finish things Just some dental cream I go in niggas And like a limousine, I stretch a out This ain't what you want now you better take a route I ain't bitch nigga what is this about Used to bound when you see me oh we dissin Ay stop the music listen dude I get wit you now But them hammers sing know its not a dream We handle things like You hear em that about me, hear I'm sayin this New orleans niggas in ya face, you wasnt shit you say you get 30 mil in six listen Forbes put down for 20, that was this year And get this clear, just between you and me That apology was BET not for DTP, I'm me
You do you And I'm do me You do you I'm do me
If you bout money you ain't talkin bout shit You wasnt on the waitin and you ain't ridin in shit You pick a watch that a 100, then you wasted yo time If you think you can do me you out yo mutha mind go These niggas insane, yeah fooled A half a million dollar car and some house Call the dealership... like yall me Then why the hell you put my engine my truck be I'm throwin franklins... I don't need Smoke a pound week like I don't need lungs Buy em whole sale and sellin I'm talkin seafood... yeah fish I I'm so hot... but my house cool So many rooms it look like a high school Speakin of high school... I never that right here... now where da cash 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 suckas ain't close to what I used to be You imaginary rappers swear to GOD that you a key yall swore to me..i know yall ain't street I gets MONEY... everyday I leave you stinkin in the trap thats my grave yard I tried to figure if you mel gibs or nas I wanna know where these got this brave hearts Cause that yak-up tear apart any heart So you suckas about playin wit GOD You rappers need to stick yo thumb out and take a I see man... in a full dike Fuck what you like... ain't a blind date You tryna read like a blind, you gotta yo way Watch me I'm eat til I'm obese I'm mr. now watch me do me