Do The Damn Thang - Fabolous
[Intro]
Look, I can see them n_ggas 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
[Verse 1-Fabolous]
It's no love for the other side, f_ck all the tricks
Pop the glove on the other side, buck through the bricks
Birds love how a brother ride, truckin it sick
I'm heard of on the southern side, i pluck through it quick
I been one of them boys since way back when
This is way before a n_gga brought grey plaques in
So if i spray mac-10s, Bet you n_ggas 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 b_tch, ballin just a hobby for me
[Chorus-Young Jeezy]
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 n_gga might grin but it ain't still funny
Got a pocket fulla that, do the damn thang money, heeyy
Do the damn thang, do the damn thang
[Verse 2-Young Jeezy]
My phone is tapped and so is my livin room
We cant 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, n_gga matta 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
Ye'aint strapped and ya better dip
Carbin 15, got six clips
Pilsbury n_gga, got a lotta dough
Call me Boston George, got a lotta blow
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
[Chorus]
[Verse 3-Fabolous]
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 sh_t
They see a n_gga stones look sick
And I gotta stack of singles in my hand thats phone booth thick
Cuz I'm so hood rich
That I'm no good b_tch
And even if she gotta pimp then a hoe should switch
And get ridda that sh_t spitta, get wit her, sh_t gitter
sit wit her, hit spitter, that don't b_tch 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 im in the six with her
So im in a mix with her
Fourty four six with her
And I'm higher than a motherf_cker
But a n_gga try then he gon die in this motherf_cker
[Chorus]
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