Rakim, Doccin lyrics

[Intro]
You're now in the city
Where there's a million ski masks, not one cheap ass
Where there's a million Pacs and not one doc
Where there's a million pair of gloves, and not one pair of scrubs, Price City
We ain't doccin', we Paccin'
Yeah, I said, we Paccin', yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
I could either be Rakim (I could either be Rakim)
Or I could be doccin' (Or I could be doccin')
I think I want the fast cash (Can't get the money)
Bad b*tch, fat ass (Damn that's fat)
No I don't wanna be a doc (I don't wanna be the doc)
I just wanna be Pac (I just wanna be Pac)
No I don't want a office or a cup of coffee
I want Patron on the rocks, getting stoned off the pot

[Verse 1]
She want a brother with ambition, that's on a mission
She want a brother that'll listen, and not just hit it and go missin'
She had dreams of that LV on her doormat
I had dreams of that gold Rolex so bad
So I can't be no broke ass postman, no man
I want at least a one carat snowman, nose ring
That can't be too much to ask for
The f*ck am I in class for?
I'm tryna get my tunes on iTunes and Traxsource
Smoke cause it makes time fast forward I presume
And plus the folks are sweatin' me like a locker room
Talking 'bout a doctor's office and a proper suit
I'm tryna go to cop a coupe and master out the Kama Sutra
I could be doccin' and rockin' a pair of scrubs
Or be the new Rakim that's rockin' in every club
Save a brother's life cause he was involved in a shootout
Or kill a MTV, top charts when we put the shoot out
[Chorus]
I could either be Rakim (I could either be Rakim)
Or I could be doccin' (Or I could be doccin')
I think I want the fast cash (Can't get the money)
Bad b*tch, fat ass (Damn that's fat)
No I don't wanna be a doc (I don't wanna be the doc)
I just wanna be Pac (I just wanna be Pac)
No I don't want a office or a cup of coffee
I want Patron on the rocks, getting stoned off the pot

[Verse 2]
I'm addicted to the morning after chats, hangovers and bullsh*tting with the n*ggas
Scrolling through last night's pictures
Tripping off the hoes we met and how they've gone missing
Smiling when we see the leftover Doc Dre prescriptions
Prescribe me some more of that
I keep an airtight circle, cause most of these n*ggas put you on OLX
Just cause I ain't put you on a track?
b*tch n*gga, I don't owe you nix
They wanna f*ck with me now that I am on
I can't forget where I'm coming from
But f*ck it, this where I belong
I was born for this sh*t, not anything else
If anything else, I want my fifteen minutes an hour long
Then another 24, then plenty more
Though I am already bored, I'm yet to reach my pinnacle
My mind is tinted so my intentions are dark as sh*t
My di*k is hard as sh*t
Hard to give a f*ck when everybody already on your di*k
[Chorus]
I could either be Rakim (I could either be Rakim)
Or I could be doccin' (Or I could be doccin')
I think I want the fast cash (Can't get the money)
Bad b*tch, fat ass (Damn that's fat)
No I don't wanna be a doc (I don't wanna be the doc)
I just wanna be Pac (I just wanna be Pac)
No I don't want a office or a cup of coffee
I want Patron on the rocks, getting stoned off the pot

[Refrain]
Don't wanna be a doc, doc, doc
I don't wanna be a doc, doc, doc
I wanna be Pac. Idol, idol
I wanna be Pac, that's my idol, idol
Don't wanna be a doc, doc, doc
Don't wanna be a doc, doc, doc
I wanna be Pac, Pac, Pac
I wanna be Pac, Pac, Pac

[Outro]
We in the city where everything got a price
Survival of the best, you don't cut it if you just kinda nice
We in the city where everything got a price
Survival of the best, you don't cut it if you just kinda nice
We in the city where everything got a price
Survival of the best, you don't cut it if you just kinda nice
We in the city where everything got a price
Survival of the best, you don't cut it if you just kinda nice