Webbie What I Do Lyrics


What I Do by Webbie

This really what I do [x2]
This is really me
This really what I do [x3]
This is really me
This really what I do

[Verse 1]
I Stay holdin on a big tree pants on my knees yeah this is me and all my glasses cost least 3, so money money money thats all I see.
Actually I'm a lil hood trendsetter I'm tellin ya I'm so unique.
I ain't think bout nobody tyrna sue me I'm well off nigga.
Fell off, Who me? Ole hatin ass fags you gone end up in a bag.
Ion trust yall niggas fuck yall sue me.
I'm stuck up in da streets like a nigga glued me man I'll have hittas everywhere you be.
Ole mane ain hoopin witcha mane you gone end up lookin stupid nigga promise nigga tryna fool me.
Getcha stupid muthafucka like Bruce Lee. Quarter back sneak start throwin oozeeeeee

This really what I do [x2]
This is really me
This really what I do [x3]
This is really me
This really what I do

[Verse 2]
I do dis shit I thought u knew dis shit I'll take a million dollars and been done blew dat bitch.
Big head, Bitch heads dats all I get and dis crazy ass G-Shit is all I spit.
Me and fake lil niggas we just don't mix and dees broke lil niggas mane I just can't fix.
Dey be all up on a nigga no matter where I get thats why I stomping on dees bitches like dey ain't shit.
Gimme bitch naw u don't wanna take dat risk cause we trill niggas man we don't beef ova dicks.
We gotta creep on list and I can promise ya dis pussy ass nigga u don't wanna make dat bitch.
Ion play dat shit you betta weigh dat shit and if it ain't da whole thang ima take dat bitch.
I ain't da trillest mothafucka mane who say dat shit? Poking holes in dees hoes tattoo dat bitchhh.

This really what I do [x2]
This is really me
This really what I do [x3]
This is really me
This really what I do

[Verse 3]
Mane dis me who u thank dis is one of dem pussy ass niggas on MTV cribs.
Gotta crib like u see up on mtv cribs.
Thug out our house and live wea I live.
Bitch nigga you don't really live how I live and get tha feelin damn near everywhere I chill.
Millionare, my lil brother got killed my big brother up in jail bitch you don't know how dat feel.
Came up got rich haters broker den a bitch now dey hatin on a nigga you know how dats is.
Better stay up in ya place and remember what I say when I tell you shit you don't wanna try dis here.
Savage live style you couldn't even buy this here.
Priceless more den money I put dat on trill.
Got my mind on bills and got my house on wheels and my bitch on heels and my wrist on chillllll.

[2x]
This really what I do [x2]
This is really me
This really what I do [x3]
This is really me
This really what I do

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