Do the Damn Thang

Look, I can see them niggas stuntin' to this right now, not now, but right now Yea, yea, ch-ch-yea Look, lo-lo look Look, lo-lo look Look, look It's no love for the other side, f*ck them tricks Pop the glove on the other side, buck them bricks Birds love how a brother ride, truckin' run sick I'm heard of on the southern side, I'm plucked and equipped I been one of them boys since way back when This is way before a nigga brought grey plaques in So if I spray mac-10s, bet you niggas lay back then Like you sittin' in a Maybach Benz Yea I made crack grins but ain't a damn thing funny I keep a pocket fulla do the damn thang money I keep it comin' with bottles of champagne dunny So keep it bouncin' till you pull a hamstring honey These pimps just better have a gothic for me I got them hoes starin' like they got a problem with me I got them boys slingin' rocks in the lobby for me I'm rich bitch, ballin' just a hobby for me I got a pocket full of money and my wrist all froze So f*ck what you heard we don't love them hoes, heeyyy Do the damn thang, do the damn thang A nigga might grin' but it ain't shit funny Got a pocket fulla that, do the damn thang money, heeyy Do the damn thang, do the damn thang My phone is tapped and so is my livin' room We can't hide the money here, we need a bigger room Let me show you what I stand fo Jesus Schwarzenegger call me commando On that Remy Martin, nigga matter fact I ain't Fat Joe but I can make em lean back Save your ammo don't waste it Got him dodgin' bullets like he in the matrix Jeans strapped and ya better dip Carvin' 15, got six clips Pilsbury nigga, got a lotta dough Call me Boston george, got a lotta hoes They place orders, so I bake cakes I'm a bodybuilder, pump a lotta weight You see the diamonds in my damn chain It ain't hard to tell, I do the damn thang I got a pocket full of money and my wrist all froze So f*ck what you heard we don't love them hoes, heeyyy Do the damn thang, do the damn thang A nigga might grin' but it ain't shit funny Got a pocket fulla that, do the damn thang money, heeyy Do the damn thang, do the damn thang You hatin' instead of participatin' with them boys You skatin' on them 22 datins like them boys I'm hatin' that they communicatin' with them boys I'm waitin' just to send them to Satan for that shit They see a nigga stones look sick And I gotta stack of singles in my hand that's phone booth thick 'Cause I'm so hood rich That I'm no good bitch And even if she gotta pimp then a hoe should switch And get ridda that shit spitta, get wit her, shit gitter Sit wit her, hit spitter, that don't bitch chitter My style fit wit her I tell her you don went left now you need to go right like a switch hitta I know them tricks bitter When I'm in the six with her So I'm in a mix with her Forty four six with her And I'm higher than a motherfucker But a nigga try then he gon die in this motherfucker I got a pocket full of money and my wrist all froze So f*ck what you heard we don't love them hoes, heeyyy Do the damn thang, do the damn thang A nigga might grin' but it ain't shit funny Got a pocket fulla that, do the damn thang money, heeyy Do the damn thang, do the damn thang