I Do It lyrics

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They talk it I walk it they flash it I blast it
So please don’t confuse it I do it do it do it
They sipping I’m pimping they losing I’m winning
So please don’t confuse it I do it do it do it
They fronting I'm stunting they pretend it I live it
So please don’t confuse it I do it do it do it
They fake it I make it and I'm nothing to play with
So please don’t confuse it I do it do it do it

I’m real I’m trill I’m fresh I’m fly
Looking for the best yes I’m your guy
G up to my feet up I can’t lie till the day I die die die
No guts no glory no pain no gain
This is destiny’s child now say my name
That’s Q to the U to the A to the N
Don Ferquan yea I be him
Thanks to the game yea I beat 'em
I'm hot they not from the start to the end
He raps he sings wanna say that [...]
Been through this shit since way back when
I do to the north to the south to the east to the west
With this niggas alive I confess yes the game is mine
Fuck [Runnette ]

Hook:
They talk it I walk it they flash it I blast it
So please don’t confuse it I do it do it do it
They sipping I’m pimping they losing I’m winning
So please don’t confuse it I do it do it do it
They fronting I'm stunting they pretend it I live it
So please don’t confuse it I do it do it do it
They fake it I make it and I'm nothing to play with
So please don’t confuse it I do it do it do it

I ground for the shine I ride or die
Anyday anynight anywhere anytime
Any city any hood any block any strip
I’m MOBB on that shit
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Rain hail sleet snow
Winter spring fall or the summer time
That's 25/8/369 weekdays weekends I'm over time
Yeah bitch you can bet that I'm on mine
Never gonna find a hoe blowing mine
Free lips service she'll blow mine
Spend too far to be throwing mine
My time be money and the money be time
Back to the trap no wine no dine
To the wrists on gliss and the house on hill
Shoes on Bentley bet I will
See me though they need to know
At the end of the night that’s my bank roll
She [...] damn right she chose, my gang passcode I toss on hoes

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I’m a show stopper can popper 'lil don [dotter] top shotter
I don’t worry bout them they ain't saying nada
Wanna see a leada I’m the one to folla
Money over there to the money i get
If it ain't about biz then it ain't about shit
You can chase that chick let me get my mint
Every crumb every gram every pound every brick
I get high livin' when I gotta go and get it
Pop that bread put your ass on with it
Play that street life yes I live it
Say it I mean it spit it I did it
One-Eight-Seven Two-Elevens Mac-Eleven [extend those]
They Play Station, X-boxes, Game Cubes, and Nintendo
We ain't playing no game and we're here my nigga
Better hear it clear my nigga
I done did it and done it or do it and run it
And if you want it shiet I’m here my nigga

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