Lil Chuckee - Do Me lyrics

rate me

Ft. T-Pain I think I’ve been gone too long

But tell I’ve been gridding, put ‘em work on the phone

And I think it was written

You can stop it if you try he was sleep and he lie

I was busy thinking love for the days that he provide

I’ve been putting working and it’s time to celebrate

I’ve been doing fiction, I make sure the haters never hate

You can stop and got, got for me

There’s too many people loving me, they love me

Put your hands up, up, up

Love me,

Put your hands up, up, up

Too many people loving me, love me

Now put ‘em up in the sky, this what we need to survive

Cuz all that none sense they promote here killing my vibe

If I shut it, miss it, damn I try

What am I suppose to do? Sit around like you can’t decide?

They label me as a meanest

Taking like as predictions

Is a hunky came on, it is the way that we living

They won’t be a repeated, be satisfy with the (?)

Until they get on cost and (?) I lean on top and consider

I still ride and I lay low

Don’t lose trigger to pay low

See my haters in public, look in her face like ooh hey hoer

Fanes tell me keep going we don’t care if they say no

We behind you nigga just keep riding nigga

Just stay humble in one hundred and then you gonna get richer

You suppose to blow, you know God gonna walk with you

And I know sometimes it rain but we gonna shine in this weather

And we ain’t living in the moment, is our time forever

I’ve been putting working and it’s time to celebrate

I’ve been doing fiction, I make sure the haters never hate

You can stop and got, got for me

There’s too many people loving me, they love me

Put your hands up, up, up

Love me,

Put your hands up, up, up

Too many people loving me, love me

I see the hate from the distance

Tell ‘em I’m far for famish

Is too much love in here for your team to be matching, we winning

For living next to the trap house, the hit will be with path house

I remember ones they hate and love to see us step out

Time to turn up like what?

Celebrate tonight cuz, I ain’t suppose to be in this business

Let her alone and I earn it

I’m just busy thinking Lord for the different thinks on me

Sit here waiting I’m just patient for the sassy’s here for me

Like, like no really

Hit it real and say it

He still, still gonna ride for me,

For me and for flex

These rappers thinking they got soon as they get they check

What the hell wrong with ‘em

I can’t do no sound with ‘em

I’m coming where you coming with the force

Bout getting fame I won’t really need a torch

Gone a hundred miles, a hundred miles with a corch

Get to the finish line we can ball to it all

You know

I’ve been putting working and it’s time to celebrate

I’ve been doing fiction, I make sure the haters never hate

You can stop and got, got for me

There’s too many people loving me, they love me

Put your hands up, up, up

Love me,

Put your hands up, up, up

Too many people loving me, love me