Do What You Do

Scarface & Bushwick Bill & B-Legit & KB (ATL) - Rap, Hip-Hop
Do What You Do
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[Verse 1: B-Legit] I flip, make hits, and stick like peanut butter Five Gs to the homie my money he didn't stutter The gutter with the gats, fuck that, we need the lucho It ain't no in between such things as being neutral We shoot y'all, answering to me if it's needed Catch you in the bucket and fuck it we gon' feed it We bleed it, AK spray and nine milla You fuckin' with a killa for scrilla, money wanna deala Peel 'em from the back and fact, you're ass out Throw you in the trunk, we bump and mash out We blast out and get the fuck outta dodge And leave your body corpse parked at the Travellodge You can't reason with a fool with guns and no brains Thrown off your balcony get stoned and let's remain We stressed main, paper come up short Plus this bitch with my baby tryin to take me to court I need a new quarter, plus my screws is loose Makin niggas wanna pour shit down like orange juice I one two, and slap the fuck outta you So go on about my business bitch, and do what you do [Chorus 1: B-Legit] You like to run shit? Do what you do You fuck with powder bitch? Hey yo, do what you do You turn dyke too? Yeah, do what you do But if it's fuck me, bitch, then it's fuck you too If you build a heist, yo, do what you do You like to talk the vice? Do what you do Speakin' on my crew, nigga, do what you do But if it's fuck me, bitch, then it's fuck you too [Verse 2: Bushwick Bill] Me and two freaks in B-Legit's back seat F-U-C-K-I-N-G I got clunkers, 'cause you know big Chuck like 'em plump Sippin' hurricane bumpin' slurricane 'cause it thumps In my trunk my pistol grip pump at all times Kryptonite got me blowed 'cause I hit it five times I got condom on my dick, but my mind is on scrilla Bitches just respect this nigga Chuck and I'ma killa Me and my nigga, four hoes, weed, and liquor Headed to the boat to freak these bitches on the river And since I'm from the south these hoes showin' me love And B is from the west, he really don't give a fuck Twenty minutes later, all hell broke loose Bitches suckin' dick and lickin' up nut juice One bitch said she like to eat pussy too She looked at me, I said shit, bitch, do what you do [Chorus 2: Bushwick Bill] Bitch, you like suckin' dick? Do what you do Homie, you like to eat pussy? Do what you do Nigga, you like bein' broke? Do what you do Bitch, you wanna fuck me, I wanna fuck you too Nigga, you like stealin' cars? Do what you do Nigga, you like bein' 'hind bars? Do what you do Nigga, you don't give a fuck about shit? Do what you do Nigga, it's fuck Bushwick, well fuck you too
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Credits
- Writers
- B-Legit
- Tone Capone
- KB (ATL)