I'm a do me
I'm a do me
You niggas cane But pockets clean We spendin money, money, nothin in between Chasin a hundred mil, ain't gon let intervene the hustle busters gon do that by any means Haters I mean Put on anything They say I start a lot of shit, I say I finish Just like dental cream I go in mouth And like a limousine, I stretch a out This ain't you want now you better take a different route I ain't Bankhead? bitch nigga what is this Used to when you see me oh we dissin now? Ay the music listen dude I come get wit you now But once them hammers know its not a dream We handle just like You hear em sayin that about me, hear I'm sayin New orleans niggas in ya face, you sayin shit you say you get 30 mil in six years? listen Forbes put down for 20, that was year And get this clear, just between 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 you ain't talkin bout shit You wasnt on the waitin list and you ain't in shit You pick a that cost a 100, then you wasted yo time If you think you can do me you out yo fuckin mind go These niggas insane, yeah straight A half a million dollar car and some shoes Call the dealership... like tricked me Then why the hell you put my engine my truck be I'm franklins... I don't need ones a pound every week like I don't need lungs Buy em whole and sellin retail I'm seafood... yeah fish scales I said I'm so hot... but my house So many rooms that it look like a school of high school... I never passed that Works 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 Then me do me (yeah)
I'm the big homie... get use to me You suckas ain't even close to 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 gets MONEY... everyday I leave you stinkin in the trap well thats my yard I tried to if you mel gibs or nasty nas I wanna know where these rappers got brave hearts Cause yak-up tear apart any size heart So you suckas click-clack playin wit GOD You rappers to stick yo thumb out and take a hike I see man... in a full dike Fuck what you like... this ain't a blind You read like a blind, you gotta feel yo way Watch me nigga I'm eat til I'm I'm mr. cocane now me do me