What I Do lyrics

by

Webbie


This really what I do [x2]
This is really me
This really what I do [x3]
This is really me
This really what I do

[Verse 1]
I Stay holdin on a big tree pants on my knees yeah this is me and all my glasses cost least 3, so money money money thats all I see
Actually I'm a lil hood trendsetter I'm tellin ya I'm so unique
I ain't think bout nobody tyrna sue me I'm well off n*gga
Fell off, Who me? Ole hatin ass fags you gone end up in a bag
Ion trust yall n*ggas f*ck yall sue me
I'm stuck up in da streets like a n*gga glued me man I'll have hittas everywhere you be
Ole mane ain hoopin witcha mane you gone end up lookin stupid n*gga promise n*gga tryna fool me
Getcha stupid muthaf*cka like Bruce Lee. Quarter back sneak start throwin oozeeeeee

This really what I do [x2]
This is really me
This really what I do [x3]
This is really me
This really what I do

[Verse 2]
I do dis sh*t I thought u knew dis sh*t I'll take a million dollars and been done blew dat b*tch
Big head, b*tch heads dats all I get and dis crazy ass G-sh*t is all I spit
Me and fake lil n*ggas we just don't mix and dees broke lil n*ggas mane I just can't fix
Dey be all up on a n*gga no matter where I get thats why I stomping on dees b*tches like dey ain't sh*t
Gimme b*tch naw u don't wanna take dat risk cause we trill n*ggas man we don't beef ova di*ks
We gotta creep on list and I can promise ya dis pus*y ass n*gga u don't wanna make dat b*tch
Ion play dat sh*t you betta weigh dat sh*t and if it ain't da whole thang ima take dat b*tch
I ain't da trillest mothaf*cka mane who say dat sh*t? Poking holes in dees hoes tattoo dat b*tchhh

This really what I do [x2]
This is really me
This really what I do [x3]
This is really me
This really what I do

[Verse 3]
Mane dis me who u thank dis is one of dem pus*y ass n*ggas on MTV cribs
Gotta crib like u see up on mtv cribs
Thug out our house and live wea I live
b*tch n*gga you don't really live how I live and get tha feelin damn near everywhere I chill
Millionare, my lil brother got killed my big brother up in jail b*tch you don't know how dat feel
Came up got rich haters broker den a b*tch now dey hatin on a n*gga you know how dats is
Better stay up in ya place and remember what I say when I tell you sh*t you don't wanna try dis here
Savage live style you couldn't even buy this here
Priceless more den money I put dat on trill
Got my mind on bills and got my house on wheels and my b*tch on heels and my wrist on chillllll

[2x]
This really what I do [x2]
This is really me
This really what I do [x3]
This is really me
This really what I do

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