Sittin' leather, grippin' wood,
These broads tryin' to holla,
feelin' good like I'm post -2
Post -12s beatin' up every
They call me Gator, baby,
Top dollar pimping on them
I really got it, so I'm something like a hero
I tell them money ain't a problem,
but I ain't gonna answer today
Cause I'm pulling out the coals,
I'm shining like the stars
and I'm hollering at the broads
I'm just doin' what I do,
doin' what I do, do, doin' on you
I'm just doin' what I do,
doin' what I do, do, doin' on you
whether in or out the booth
Ride a bike, chuck a deuce,
ride a stick and out the booth
I mean proofs in the pudding
doin' everything you couldn't suck
My gas on full and my wrist on froze
and we livin' how you should
Gotta end it with the hood
And the lickin' sittin' high
We runnin' through stacks,
and makin' them feel wack
When I'm pullin' out the cars,
I'm ridin' on chrome and I'm
I'm just doin' what I do,
Doin' what I do, do, doin' on you
I'm just doin' what I do,
Doin' what I do, do, doin' on you
tell him we're about to shine
Sittin' high and up the fly,
My head is hittin' hard, drunk,
missing planes when I merge
I left cost a quarter key,
I'm just doing what I love
My wheels so big when I turn, they rough
if I try to pull a He witt
my money talking like Stewart
I'm running from these groupies,
they constantly pursuing me
Tides burning like a doobie,
cause my album doing well
You know I'm gettin' money, huh?
I'm just doin' what I do, do
My ass on leather and my fingers on wood
I'm just doin' what I do, do
and I'm hollin' at the broads
I'm just doin' what I do,
doin' what I do, do, doin' on you
I'm just doin' what I do,
doin' what I do, do, doin' on you
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