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Do Ya Thang Lyrics - Artist : PRhyme
Nothin' says friend more than starvin' with your neighbor
Nothin' says family like arguin' and make up Nothin' says wake up like that cold air through that plastic on your window in November That breeze gave me chills like my introspective pen does No intellect formed against us you'll prosper, noodles mixed with ketchup Stale pasta, I tossed it in the garbage in the can that's outside don't you tell poppa Precious or fresh dressing got me stealing out the register for booster sales If they don't pass me in school then the institution fails If you hoopin' good you cool, but I represent the tales So motherfuck your trust double-dutch Hula-hoop betrayals Then' the time we got the message well before our food Putting jelly on a sandwich from a delly cart lose In the alley cops finna' search and we gettin' chased too there We was not in the winner's circle we just played too square I done got brain from spain spoke-eine and mane And all I'm trying to do is bang cocaine Loraine I applied my brand new mantra when I found the art Tell my consciousness buy a new watch for my counterparts We make paper, you party we play Vegas Nothing besides reign surrounded me when we make wagers I'm fucking the girl of my dreams and we their favourite That BMWi green like DeRay Davis I be giving orders out to niggas' mommas like their grandpa Trappin' is for rappers I be grinding like the dance hall I don't know astrology I just know I'm a Cancer male Eatin' south of France, he who doubts the man can't prevail Back when Guru used to manifest the rhyme I was known for nothin' less than just a candidate for crime In and out of Ibiza, spendin' power a Visa Standin' the test of time like the Leaning Tower of Pisa In my D-zone so the bitches gon' sweat it Got the same piece of chrome, sweet Sloane, Bishop own credit Got the Glock Craig used to help out Smokey and Day-Day with The .38 Mad Dog used to pop JJ with You don't wanna be on my bad side Why don't you let me project some of this good on you If I ever pick up on a bad vibe, it's all that it's gonna take then I'm good on you Go on do your thing, go on do your thing Go on do your thing, go on do your thing I'mma let you finish telling that lie Go on do your thing, girl do your thing Do my thing, [*scratches*] do my thing Do your thing, [*scratches*] do my thing Walk up in a strip club lookin' for Mia [?] It's Friday so I may stimulate the economy I don't recollect if I ever offered advice Make sure you walk it like you talk it or pay the ultimate price All you petty bloggers and trolls, forever calling me broke If my money funny, then y'all must be Eddie Martin in Life Fuck the social network if we talkin' you bring your balls then Tell them I got two deserts I call them the Winclevoss twins Dodgin' the fake, dark man dubbin' a cape All of us are marked men this hits on y'all I'm Zartan, scar on the face Real recognise real who cares what you foreignerers say My predators from the nation of Islam, corner and pray Fuck what comparisons say, ain't got no roof you just wear a toupee The coop ain't got no shoes like Eric Benét Baby I'm poppin' I got like eight or nine watches Kick my feet up check the time on my Inko like I'm Affion Crockett You don't wanna be on my bad side Why don't you let me project some of this good on you If I ever pick up on a bad vibe, it's all that it's gonna take then I'm good on you Go on do your thing, go on do your thing Go on do your thing, go on do your thing I'mma let you finish telling that lie Go on do your thing, girl do your thing |
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