Fabolous - Do The Damn Thang Lyrics
Look, I can see them niggas stuntin to this right now,not now, but right nowYea, yea, ch-ch-yeaLook, lo-lo lookLook, lo-lo lookLook, look[Verse 1-Fabolous]It's no love for the other side, ***** all the tricksPop the glove on the other side, buck through the bricksBirds love how a brother ride, truckin it sickI'm heard of on the southern side, i pluck through it quickI been one of them boys since way back whenThis is way before a nigga brought grey plaques inSo if i spray mac-10s, Bet you niggas lay back thenLike you sittin in a Maybach BenzYea I made crack grins but ain't a damn thing funnyI keep a pocket fulla do the damn thang moneyI keep it comin with bottles of champagne dunnySo keep it bouncin till you pull a hamstring honeyThese pimps just better have a gothic for meI got them hoes starin like they got a problem with meI got them boys slingin rocks in the lobby for meI'm rich *****, ballin just a hobby for me[Chorus-Young Jeezy]I got a pocket full of money and my wrist all frozeSo ***** what you heard we don't love them hoes, heeyyyDo the damn thang, do the damn thangA nigga might grin but it ain't still funnyGot a pocket fulla that, do the damn thang money, heeyyDo the damn thang, do the damn thang[Verse 2-Young Jeezy]My phone is tapped and so is my livin roomWe cant hide the money here, we need a bigger room (daymmmm)Let me show you what I stand fo,Jesus Schwarzenegger call me commandoOn that Remy Martin, nigga matta factI ain't Fat Joe but I can make em lean backSave your ammo don't waste itGot him dodgin bullets like he in the matrixJeans strapped and ya better dipCarvin 15, got six clipsPilsbury nigga, got a lotta doughCall me bossan george, got a lotta hoes (datss righhhhttt)They place orders, so I bake cakesI'm a bodybuilder, pump a lotta weight (yeah)You see the diamonds in my damn chainIt ain't hard to tell, I do the damn thang[Chorus-Young Jeezy]I got a pocket full of money and my wrist all frozeSo ***** what you heard we don't love them hoes, heeyyyDo the damn thang, do the damn thangA nigga might grin but it ain't still funnyGot a pocket fulla that, do the damn thang money, heeyyDo the damn thang, do the damn thang[Verse 3-Fabolous]You waitin instead of participatin with them boysYou skatin on them 22 datins like them boysI'm hatin that they communicatin' with them boysI'm waitin just to send them to Satan for that shitThey see a nigga stones look sickAnd I gotta stack of singles in my hand thats phone booth thickCuz I'm so hood richThat I'm no good *****And even if she gotta pimp then a hoe should switchAnd get ridda that shit spitta, get wit her, shit gittersit wit her, hit spitter, that don't ***** chitterMy style fit wit herI tell her you don went left now you need to go right like a switch hittaI know them tricks bitterWhen im in the six with herSo im in a mix with herForty four six with herAnd I'm higher than a mother*****erBut a nigga try then he gonna die in this mother*****er[Chorus-Young Jeezy]I got a pocket full of money and my wrist all frozeSo ***** what you heard we don't love them hoes, heeyyyDo the damn thang, do the damn thangA nigga might grin but it ain't still funnyGot a pocket fulla that, do the damn thang money, heeyyDo the damn thang, do the damn thangLook, lo-lo lookLook, lo-lo lookLook, lookYea, yea, ch-ch-yeauh uh uh uhwha wha-wha wha
