Lil Wayne - I DO IT Lyrics feat. Big Sean & Lil Baby
I DO IT Lyrics - Lil Wayne
Phew, phew, yeah
If you weigh me down then i gotta
remove you
If you in my way, then i gotta go
through you [Don, Don]
Look, look, look, funeral
I don't talk shit, b*tch, i do it [Huh]
They say, "All facts," but don't prove
shit [Huh]
You in my way, need to move, b*tch
[Huh]
Shut the f*ck up, no excuses [Huh]
This win-win, swear i'm so choosy
Money spread on me like boosie
Real ones ride for me, no cruise
ship
I don't really sleep or take naps, no
snoozin'
All these burners here hot, but we
coolin'
I was playin' dumb, they was thinkin'
I'm stupid
My accountant just called, said,
"shit been movin' "
I'm 'posed to have no gun, i got two
of 'em
I never remind a n*gga what i do for
'em
I was dead broke, sleep on the
futon
Now i'm up, now i'm big house, few
of 'em
Everyday i'm lit, my life like a re-run
If i take your shit, can't give you no
refund
Ten mil' for a deal i agree on
I put on for Atlanta like Deion
Chrome Heart glasses, i can't see
'em
From the apartment to an arena
Where that 'lil boy been? i ain't
seen him
Look at God's child drivin' the
Demon
F*ck what you heard
I don't talk shit, b*tch, i do it [Huh]
They say, "All facts," but don't prove
shit [Huh, Yeah]
You in my way, need to move, b*tch
[Yeah]
Shut the f*ck up, no excuses [Yeah]
This win-win, swear i'm so choosy
Money spread on me like boosie
Real ones ride for me, no cruise
ship
Yeah, i don't talk shit, b*tch, i do shit
[ I do shit]
Soft top on my car like it's Jewish
[It's Jewish]
Catch a boy like Ray Lewis [Ray Lewis]
Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt
Lil Tunechi, i'm in this bitch on the
cookie like Lucious [Yeah]
I'm gonna sip, got that purple
pollution [Yeah]
I get the checks and just do it no
swooshes [Yeah]
Flex on my ex then i flex on my
new b*tch [yeah]
No disrespect, i bust down the
noose [Yeah]
Put it on my neck, now my neck is
a nuisance [Yeah]
I am a mess, i am a mutant [yeah]
Bullets go through your vest like it's
translucent
I smoke the best exclusive
I'm somewhere else secluded
[secluded]
Fly to death, and your b*tch just
flew in
You a ref, my n*gga, you blew it
[you blew it]
I don't sketch, but the pistol, i drew it
Told myself to continue my duties
I got money from 2002, that i ain't
seen since 2002
Me, Sean, and Brazy, my n*gga, we
boolin'
Ballin' so brazy, i dribble and shoot it
Just like i play for Emillio Pucci
I treat the Wraith like that b*tch is
Suzuki
I need a favorite woman like The
Fugees
It's me, Sean, a Baby, we lit as
Three stooges
My skate stance is goofy, my bae
ass is stupid
No fake as*es truly, i'm makin' her
moon me
Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt
I don't talk shit, b*tch, i do it [I do it]
They say, "All facts," but don't prove
shit [I knew it]
You in my way, need to move, b*tch
[Move b*tch, huh]
Shut the f*ck up, no excuses [Yeah, yeah]
This win-win, swear i'm so choosy
[Yeah, yeah]
Money spread on me like boosie
Real ones ride for me, no cruise
ship [Yeah, yeah]
I don't really sleep or take naps, no
snoozin' [No snoozin']
All of these burners here hot, but
we coolin' [Yeah, snorin']
I was playin' dumb, they was thinkin'
I'm stupid
My accountant just called, said,
"Shit been movin' "[Yeah]
I don't talk shit, b*tch, i do it
My accountant just called, said,
"Shit been movin'"
Fake money, should keep your two
cents [That mulah]
Catch a body like Ray Lewis [Yeah]
If you weigh me down, then i gotta
remove you
If you in my way, then i gotta go
through you
Funeral
If you weigh me down then i gotta
remove you
If you in my way, then i gotta go
through you [Don, Don]
Look, look, look, funeral
I don't talk shit, b*tch, i do it [Huh]
They say, "All facts," but don't prove
shit [Huh]
You in my way, need to move, b*tch
[Huh]
Shut the f*ck up, no excuses [Huh]
This win-win, swear i'm so choosy
Money spread on me like boosie
Real ones ride for me, no cruise
ship
I don't really sleep or take naps, no
snoozin'
All these burners here hot, but we
coolin'
I was playin' dumb, they was thinkin'
I'm stupid
My accountant just called, said,
"shit been movin' "
I'm 'posed to have no gun, i got two
of 'em
I never remind a n*gga what i do for
'em
I was dead broke, sleep on the
futon
Now i'm up, now i'm big house, few
of 'em
Everyday i'm lit, my life like a re-run
If i take your shit, can't give you no
refund
Ten mil' for a deal i agree on
I put on for Atlanta like Deion
Chrome Heart glasses, i can't see
'em
From the apartment to an arena
Where that 'lil boy been? i ain't
seen him
Look at God's child drivin' the
Demon
F*ck what you heard
I don't talk shit, b*tch, i do it [Huh]
They say, "All facts," but don't prove
shit [Huh, Yeah]
You in my way, need to move, b*tch
[Yeah]
Shut the f*ck up, no excuses [Yeah]
This win-win, swear i'm so choosy
Money spread on me like boosie
Real ones ride for me, no cruise
ship
Yeah, i don't talk shit, b*tch, i do shit
[ I do shit]
Soft top on my car like it's Jewish
[It's Jewish]
Catch a boy like Ray Lewis [Ray Lewis]
Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt
Lil Tunechi, i'm in this bitch on the
cookie like Lucious [Yeah]
I'm gonna sip, got that purple
pollution [Yeah]
I get the checks and just do it no
swooshes [Yeah]
Flex on my ex then i flex on my
new b*tch [yeah]
No disrespect, i bust down the
noose [Yeah]
Put it on my neck, now my neck is
a nuisance [Yeah]
I am a mess, i am a mutant [yeah]
Bullets go through your vest like it's
translucent
I smoke the best exclusive
I'm somewhere else secluded
[secluded]
Fly to death, and your b*tch just
flew in
You a ref, my n*gga, you blew it
[you blew it]
I don't sketch, but the pistol, i drew it
Told myself to continue my duties
I got money from 2002, that i ain't
seen since 2002
Me, Sean, and Brazy, my n*gga, we
boolin'
Ballin' so brazy, i dribble and shoot it
Just like i play for Emillio Pucci
I treat the Wraith like that b*tch is
Suzuki
I need a favorite woman like The
Fugees
It's me, Sean, a Baby, we lit as
Three stooges
My skate stance is goofy, my bae
ass is stupid
No fake as*es truly, i'm makin' her
moon me
Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt
I don't talk shit, b*tch, i do it [I do it]
They say, "All facts," but don't prove
shit [I knew it]
You in my way, need to move, b*tch
[Move b*tch, huh]
Shut the f*ck up, no excuses [Yeah, yeah]
This win-win, swear i'm so choosy
[Yeah, yeah]
Money spread on me like boosie
Real ones ride for me, no cruise
ship [Yeah, yeah]
I don't really sleep or take naps, no
snoozin' [No snoozin']
All of these burners here hot, but
we coolin' [Yeah, snorin']
I was playin' dumb, they was thinkin'
I'm stupid
My accountant just called, said,
"Shit been movin' "[Yeah]
I don't talk shit, b*tch, i do it
My accountant just called, said,
"Shit been movin'"
Fake money, should keep your two
cents [That mulah]
Catch a body like Ray Lewis [Yeah]
If you weigh me down, then i gotta
remove you
If you in my way, then i gotta go
through you
Funeral
Song Details
Singer : Lil Wayne, Big Sean, Lil Baby
Album : Funeral
Lyrics : Rex Kudo, Big Sean, Lil Wayne,
Lil Baby
Music : Charlie Handsome, Rex Kudo
Label : Republic Records, Young Money
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