WEBBIE - What I Do lyrics

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This really what I do

This really what I do

This is really me

This really what I do

This really what I do

This really what I do

This is really me

This really what I do

I stay holding on a big tree

Pants on my knees, yeah, this is me

And all my glasses cost least three so money, money, money, that’s all I see

Actually I'm a lil’ hood trendsetter, I'm telling you, I'm so unique

I ain't think about nobody tryna do me

I'm well off, nigga, fell off, who? Me?

Ole hating ass fags, you gone end up in a bag

I don’t trust y’all niggas, fuck y’all, sue me

I'm stuck up in the streets like a nigga glued me

Man, I'll have hitters everywhere you be

No game, ain’t hooping with your man

You gone end up looking stupid, nigga promise nigga tryna fool me

Get your stomping motherfucker like Bruce Lee

Quarterback sneak start throwing oozee

This really what I do

This really what I do

This is really me

This really what I do

This really what I do

This really what I do

This is really me

This really what I do

I do dis shit, I thought you knew this shit

I'll take a million dollars and been done blew that bitch

Big head, bitch heads, that’s all I get and that crazy ass G shit is all I spit

Me and fake lil’ niggas, we just don't mix

And these broke lil’ niggas, man, I just can't fix

They be all up on a nigga no matter where I get

That’s why I’m stomping on these bitches like they ain't shit

Gimme bitch, no, you don't wanna take that risk

‘Cause we trill niggas, man, we don't beef on this

We gotta creep on list and I can promise you this

Pussy ass nigga, you don't wanna make that bitch

I don’t play that shit, you better weigh that shit

And if it ain't the whole thing, I’mma take that bitch

I ain't the trillest motherfucker, man, who say that shit?

Poking holes in these hoes, tattoo that bitch

This really what I do

This really what I do

This is really me

This really what I do

This really what I do

This really what I do

This is really me

This really what I do

Man, this me, who you think this is?

One of them pussy ass niggas on MTV cribs?

Got a crib like you see up on MTV cribs

Thug out the whole life, man, where I live

Bitch nigga, you don't really live how I live

And get the feeling damn near everywhere I chill

Millionaire, my lil’ brother got killed, my big brother up in jail

Bitch, you don't know how that feel

Came up, got rich haters broker than a bitch

Now they hating on a nigga, you know how that is

Better stay up in your place and remember what I say

When I tell you: shit, you don't wanna try this here

Savage live style, you couldn't even buy this here

Priceless, more than money, I put that on trill

Got my mind on bills and got a house on wheels

And my bitch on heels and my wrist on chill

This really what I do

This really what I do

This is really me

This really what I do

This really what I do

This really what I do

This is really me

This really what I do

This really what I do

This really what I do

This is really me

This really what I do

This really what I do

This really what I do

This is really me

This really what I do