Slum Village - Do You lyrics

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Slum Village

Do You

Detroit Deli: A Taste of Detroit

(Elzhi)

Do You

Cause nigga imma do me

Do You

Cause nigga imma do me

Do You

Cause nigga imma do me

Do You

Nigga...

(Elzhi)

Let me attempt to spit this

Assist this with a pen in my fist

Im scriptin Sonny Liston's lost b

Quick six whips sick clique its Slum V

We stick chicks til their extensions fuzzy

Jewerly's thick and chunky ridiculous

Like in them pictures when slick rick was a young bee...boy

And picked his gumby im comfy

Til you insist you'll take my existence from me

Clack Click, the clip spits buddy

I place you in ditches like egyptians that stitched mummys

Your limpin bloody

I serve niggas like the homeless mission kitchen

We're fixing chicken for the bums free

You cant tell us we dont get this money

We keep a dollar up like richie rich's puppy

We looking for the dips with donkey's to hit

Its the Villa gorilla pimps, your chimps and monkeys bitch

(T3)

Do You

Cause nigga imma do me

Do You

Cause nigga imma do me

Do You

Cause nigga imma do me

Do You

Nigga...

(T3)

When you see me in a spot never less than a dime

Yall might roll with 6 we sit with a 9

See, Im a sick rapper with a flow thats divine

Yall might flip the flow but dont flip it like mine

Yall might roll with a squad but it aint like mine

See im quick with the flow dogg im good to the go

Imma stack till i spit til i cant go broke

I want the Benz , the Range, I want it all , I want gold

Then i dips in the whips with the chicks in the clothes

Cause i chill with the chicks who be the centerfolds

Then i creep to the mo, with a freak on the low

Then i come thru the doe, then i mash on the flo

Yea I keeps it moving like the local D.O.T's

Keep serving these yo's with the bad tendancies

Let a nigga do his thang, shit stop sweating me

Gone roll with a playa girl its all hustle free

Do You

Cause nigga imma do me

Do You

Cause nigga imma do me

Do You

Cause nigga imma do me

Do You

Jeeeaaaa

(Elzhi)

But of course it be effortless we pullin up in the porshe

Medallion the size of a horse on my necklace

We done it again, done got under your skin

We come hot like a gun pop running ur jems

(T3)

Can none stop this thing of ours

The ladies they fein and double team in gstrings and bras

Make em scream like electric strings guitars

Dont hate on the squad cause my niggas is stars