Doin' The Fool

Nigga up in this motherf**ker I mean I been f**kin' with this motherf**kin' burgundy carpet pimpin' What about you pimpin', I mean I know you f**kin' around with that Purple bag you know what I mean? That Crown Royal, oh boy! I mean, we got, we got a whole bunch of player-a*s niggaz Up in this m'uhf**ker right here today We got that nigga, E-Feezy, Too Short, knahmean Pimp C up in this motherf**ker, nigga Pastor Troy Damn fool I hits free it ain't wholesale Just got through hittin' it so well, at a hotel But don't tell I cuss your f**kin' a*s out bitch f**k yo' drunk-a*s and watch you pa*s out bitch And when you wake up, I tell you anything You f**ked me so good bitch, you deserve a wedding ring I practice what I preach, ridin' vogues and findin' hoes I told her I'd buy some clothes, but I'd be lyin' to hoes I ain't buyin' her shit, bitch I can't do that I had to jump in my car, and call you a cab 'Cause I'm out, you know I'm all about f**kin' hella good Take the rubber off I'm in your mouth comin' to a town Near you, real soon Infiltratin' hoes nigga, we some real fools And it's true and baby girl knows it too Ask her shit she'll tell you how I do it fool Doin' the fool Ain't no love motherf**ker we breakin' the rules Doin' the fool Niggaz like me ain't got nuttin' to lose Doin' the fool We servin' you haters straight off the top Doin' the fool Just to let you know this shit don't stop Okay okay up next, oh, it's the boss, from the home of the Braves Down here chillin' with E-40 'cause it's time to get paid C'mon, actin' a fool, 'cause y'all know how I'ma do She f**ked me, Pimp C, and short too I drank no brew, it's Remi, that special kind Don't f**k with who? My nigga, you out yo' mind Fresh off the grind, my niggaz is the killers Actin' a fool 'bout this motherf**kin' scrilla No one no trill'a, but tell them, I'm down mayne Go grab my leather, and get into some gangster shit So if it's cool, it's cool But, but just that quick, I act a fool Doin' the foo Ain't no love motherf**ker we breakin' the rules Doin' the foo Niggaz like me ain't got nuttin' to lose Doin' the foo We servin' you haters straight off the top Doin' the foo Just to let you know this shit don't stop But I ain't never been a s*cker I ain't never been a mark I ain't never been a busta I ain't never been a simp, potnah I always had heart Papered up hustlin' never 'posed to handcuff a beaotch, mon Pimp to the hoe, protect the trick beaotch, mon Be extra mannish get some skull Purple bag, Crown Royal Gotcha beaotch actin' mannish, think she spoiled Mummar Kamali all over her body, she used to that Potnah big 40 had it like that Cadillac sittin' on buttons, 32 valve The DTS half a gallon to the mile Platinum chest lite brite, love to smile What a mess horny f**ked me on my desk Kitchen tile then she swallowed up the rest Ask me how a fat a*s cum shot on her breast She said, 'It's been a while since I had s*x' She said, 'It's been a while since I had s*x' She said, oooh oooh oh boy C'mon c'mon, okay okay! Doin' the foo Ain't no love motherf**ker we breakin' the rules Doin' the foo Niggaz like me ain't got nuttin' to lose Doin' the foo We servin' you haters straight off the top Doin' the foo Just to let you know this shit don't stop Doin' the foo C'mon c'mon Comin' down in candy car, smokin' on some candy bar Everyday I'm choppin' blades, comin' through on old school maids Got in this game so heavily, just like Frankie Beverly Silly nigga that Southern girl put cocaine up in your world 'Cause I'm a young a*s nigga on the slab Comin' through in a whippin' Nav' I used to be out on the ave But now all my keys got the Midas stamp Change my name to Sweet Charles Smell like sixty-four dollar cologne Comin' down in burgundy Brougham And I keep a chip off in my phone Sweet Charles, bitch! Hold up smoke somethin' C'mon c'mon