Lyrics

[Intro] Ah, here we go Shake it down, uh Yeah [Chorus] Look at you, look at me Look at you, look at me Look at you (I'm seeing you), look at me (You looking good) Look at you (Do it, girl), look at me (Do it) Look at you (Do it), look at me (Do it) Look at you (Do it), look at me (I'm seeing you) Look at you (Do it), look at me (You looking good) Look at you (Do it), look at me (Do it) Look at you (Do it), look at me [Verse 1] Come on, uh You remind me of my Range Lambskin seat covers, brothers, get your change Get ya dame, 'cause she want the niggas with the frames, with the change Nigga Man, sick with the bang (Uh) Shit been the same since '86 and Kane Get your main bitch, itchin' to give me brains And they say that's why we hold fifths See me four wheelin', roll over the whole building Chrome killin' em', twenty inches, the whole Dill width I'm so ill with it, so Dill with it (Hoo) I be Prada'd out, without a doubt, ha Spot em' out, wildin' out, we wildin' out, uh Ladies, let me see you do it like, uh (Hoo) You look at me, yeah [Chorus] Look at you (Feel it, yeah), look at me (I'm seeing you) Look at you (You're doing it), look at me (Do it) Look at you (Do it), look at me (Do it) Look at you (Do it), look at me (You looking good) Look at you (I'm seeing you), look at me (Do it) Look at you (Do it), look at me (Do it) Look at you (Do it), look at me (Come on, uh) Look at you, look at me (Check it out) Look at you, look at me (Uh) Look at you (Yeah), look at me (Uh, come on) [Verse 2] This is for my bitches with cars of they own (Ha) This is for my niggas with the bars of chrome All bitch niggas, leave your little cars at home Stay there, Detroit niggas don't play fair, son (Uh-uh) Chickens be trickin' to get they hair done Yeah, son, it's nare one These niggas spark shit, I'm on some Biz Mark shit like Can you feel it? (Feel it) 'Cause nothing can save ya 'Cause this is the season for stackin' your paper My clique is the reason you're tuckin' ya chain up (Tuck it) 'Cause when you fuckin wit' this, you fuckin wit' danger You see me up in the Range and I got a gang of niggas (Uh) That be runnin' wit' things and guns to bang ya (Uh) They be runnin' wit' things, got guns to bang ya (Come on) 'Cause when you fuckin' with this, you fuckin' with danger [Outro] When you see me do it (I'm seeing you), I do it to do it When you see me do it, I do it to do it (Check it out, y'all) When you see me do it, I do it to do it (2000, J Dilla) Look at you (Do it), I do it to do it (Frank n Dank, Jay Iceberg in that shit) Look at you (Do it), I do it to do it (Yeah, these twenty-inch motherfuckin' rims, yeah) Look at you (Do it), look at me (You lookin' good) Look at you (Do it), look at me (Do it) (I feel you up in the magazines say, "Yeah, fuck it, I'm doing it badass," yeah, yeah) I'm seeing you, do it, do it Uh, do it, do it Uh, do it, you lookin' good Do it, you doing it