do what i do - soufside lyrics
(intro) it’s soufside
i just do what i do, making moves that’s me & my crew.
just atl & m.i.a ballin like a fool.
strippers hanging from the ceiling, cuz its money in
the building
police pulled me over twice, because they thought that
i was dealing
but they aint stopping my party, all my paperwork legit
sgt. cook in douglas county tried to jock me like a lil
b-tch
coral gables, south miami was in the same lane
three units pulled up on us on us-1 like they knew we
had them thangs
they was asking, where you goin, and where you been
oh you from mississippi, well who’s car you in
so you say you’re an artist, but we don’t believe it’s
true
we don’t see no paintings, tell us what you really do!
i just do what i do, i just do what i do, i just do
what i do
and i aint worried bout them other ni—s
i just do what i do, i just do what i do, i just do
what i do
steady grinding stackin paper on em
i just do what i do, i just do what i do, i just do
what i do
while dem haters busy watching me
5’oclock & we in cocoa’s i was throwed by 8 p.m.
shawty tryna press my b-ttons like she at the a.t.m.
& shawty fine i aint lie-in, how she move it i’m like
oh my
500 in ones the way she work it like that, i had to
make that doe fly
& the night is just beginning the next stop we made was
take 1
turnt up to the max another shot i’m bout to take one
wasted now i’m leaning, living like i’m dreaming
throwing money in the air, got b—hes shakin like they
fiendin
i’m chasing down the hennessy with ciroc shots
shawty dancing on a n—a & she won’t stop
i told she flexin, bet you can’t do that in the bed
thats when shawty bent it over, turned around look back
& said!!
i just do what i do, i just do what i do, i just do
what i do
and i aint worried bout them other ni—s
i just do what i do, i just do what i do, i just do
what i do
steady grinding stackin paper on em
i just do what i do, i just do what i do, i just do
what i do
while dem haters busy watching me
a thursday night in new york, you know its goin down
and i got my dogs with me, so you know we bout to clown
40/40 club, with 40 rich n—as, plus 40 bad bi—es
who brought 40 bad bi—es
everywhere we be you know we flexin, muscle
all this grinding i deserve to shine, extra, hustle
patron shots, ciroc bottles, & the rozay
i’m looking at tomorrow like its gonna be a long day
but i aint trippin we gonna live it up tonight
i’m mixin coconut ciroc with the pineapple & sprite
when you out here goin hard, yeah this the way its
suppose to be
s-x in the city, never let a hoe get close to me
i just do what i do, i just do what i do, i just do
what i do
and i aint worried bout them other ni—s
i just do what i do, i just do what i do, i just do
what i do
steady grinding stackin paper on em
i just do what i do, i just do what i do, i just do
what i do
while dem haters busy watching me
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