[TALKING:]
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I do this for ya'll man
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Malice, Nickelus F, it's the REMIX!
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[VERSE 1: Malice]
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Lights slow motion, steppin' out the Phantom
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All eyes on me, peekin' and glancin'
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Leanin' on the wall, with b-boys dancin'
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Ears, neck, and wrists lookin' like the king's ransom
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One chick, each arm, makin' it a tandem
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Flat here costing' like fifty grand standard
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Bottles poppin', cars wit' options
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We livin' like kings, homie, you just watchin'
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And I'm a show for ya, marble flo' for ya
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And that thing in the driveway, came with the spoiler
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I ain't bluffin', cop jewels off the Russian
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Diamonds in the Jesus, look like he's blushin'
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Miami breezes, we cross seasons
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Escaped indictments, thank you Jesus
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Y'all haters ain't even got a clue
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While we get this paper, and that's how we do
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[BACKGROUND:]
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R-E U-P G-A-N-G
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R-E U-P G-A-N-G
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[CHORUS:]
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Stance on lean, leg up on the wall
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My people they chill, why you haters wanna ball
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I'm satisfied with a little, why you haters want it all
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You waiting for the Spring, and I'm gettin it in the fall
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But uh, do what you do what you, I do what I do
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Do's what you do, I do what I do
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Stance on lean, leg up on the wall
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My people they chill, why you haters wanna ball
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I'm satisfied with a little, why you haters want it all
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You waiting for the Spring, and I'm gettin it in the fall
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But uh, do what you do what you, I do what I do
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Do's what you do, I do what I do
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[VERSE 2:]
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Check, the verses I'm writing you might wanna learn it
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You hatin my song but your wife wanna burn it
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So now you at the store for some blank CDs
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You can't see me, for your sake might wanna return it
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Cause, if you bring them discs home to ya girl, she'll forget you
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and I'll be the only one she concerned with
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To the people that ignored me before this
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This one is for you as a song re-recorded
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Funny thing is, you just notice me now but I was here along
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your vision's just been distorted
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I'm so [?] I live this, you ask me what the business
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and I write a sixteen and record it, uh
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The waiting is over I think music need it
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Drake cuttin his records without gettin weeded
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People in the South want it chopped and screwed, I got this dude
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they expectations Imma exceed it uh
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Like a singer with only backgrounds ya'll record it
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When it's done ya lyrics tend to mislead ish
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Finally here Imma star with the timing
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My swagger is chill, and my flow is reclining
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This for anybody that's searchin for cash, and purchasing fast
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you only get the dough when you grindin
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And so I grind like I'm listening to I Wayne
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MY pain, you can experience through the rhyming boy!
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[CHORUS:]
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Stance on lean, leg up on the wall
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My people they chill, why you haters wanna ball
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I'm satisfied with a little, why you haters want it all
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You waiting for the Spring, and I'm gettin it in the fall
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But uh, do what you do what you, I do what I do
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Do's what you do, I do what I do
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Stance on lean, leg up on the wall
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My people they chill, why you haters wanna ball
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I'm satisfied with a little, why you haters want it all
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You waiting for the Spring, and I'm gettin it in the fall
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But uh, do what you do what you, I do what I do
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Do's what you do, I do what I do
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[VERSE 3: Nickelus F]
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[CHORUS:]
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Stance on lean, leg up on the wall
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My people they chill, why you haters wanna ball
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I'm satisfied with a little, why you haters want it all
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You waiting for the Spring, and I'm gettin it in the fall
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But uh, do what you do what you, I do what I do
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Do's what you do, I do what I do
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Stance on lean, leg up on the wall
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My people they chill, why you haters wanna ball
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I'm satisfied with a little, why you haters want it all
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You waiting for the Spring, and I'm gettin it in the fall
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But uh, do what you do what you, I do what I do
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Do's what you do, I do what I do
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Do What U Do (Remix)
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| Drake |
