1st Done Son Lyrics
Done Son by 1st
[JClay - Chorus]
Ima show you how it's done son
Ima show you how it's done
Ima show you how it's done son
Ima show you how it's done
Ima show you how it's done son
Ima show you how it's done
Ima show you how it's done son
Ima show you how it's done
Ima show you how it's done son
Do it then
Ima show you how it's done
Do it then
Ima show you how it's done son
Do it then
Ima show you how it's done
Do it then
Ima show you how it's done son
Do it then
Ima show you how it's done
Do it then
Ima show you how it's done son
Do it then
Ima show you how it's done
Do it
[JClay - Verse 1]
Pull up to the party, all spotted my audi, barbies on my body
Broads be like God lee
Sorry to these shawties tied up to these sorries
Get with Jelani I'll be your hobby
Apologies
I'm hardly tardy but this party started when I department shopping for offices for the Slip officers
But I'm obviously right place, right time cuz im opposite the right face, right mind. Set.
So I'm buying if u don't mind, yes
Bar nuts? and she on mine, let's
Link up
Like we online, bet
That's how I does it
Something like a oven
400 or above it
Better covet your beloved
My hand up it like a muppet
Keep her comin causing ruckus
Smack it up flip it Rub it grub it, hol up
I be that one the one that never runs
But runs the ones that run from frustrations at sums outweighed by no income
Succumbs to life of crumbs
Searching for fun in rum like bums in slums that's dumb, ummm
Whatever cluck it, these chicken little niggas got it comin, worried bout the skyfall when they on the ground running,
Life's about respect man, you gotta earn something
If you don't learn nothing
[Chorus]
[Supreme - Verse 2]
I'ma show you how its d.o.n.e a lot of you niggas pockets is empty you dogging out women like they was benji attempting cracking my code nigga I divinchi but heres what you do build you a crew with skills in the field of killin the booth real when they spill what they live no fibs yeah yeah it'll be more ill with the truth. Yah now back to the boss green in my pockets like its packed full of moss haters wanna to put a nigga back to the cross cause im fresh like the christ in them sandals he flauce. Yah I got bars for days maybe that's the reason I got cars for days maybe thats the reason I got broads for days. You can't make it in this heat penny hardaway. Yah that's why I laugh at you niggas if you try to brag I show this cash to you niggas thinking that you wrecked well let me crash on you niggas and you moving kind of slow that's why I dash on you niggas yah I'ma show you how its dun son have ya girl cheering for me with her pum pums all because you niggas softer than some wonton I'm coming forest so I think you better run run.
[Chorus]
Ima show you how it's done son
Ima show you how it's done
Ima show you how it's done son
Ima show you how it's done
Ima show you how it's done son
Ima show you how it's done
Ima show you how it's done son
Ima show you how it's done
Ima show you how it's done son
Do it then
Ima show you how it's done
Do it then
Ima show you how it's done son
Do it then
Ima show you how it's done
Do it then
Ima show you how it's done son
Do it then
Ima show you how it's done
Do it then
Ima show you how it's done son
Do it then
Ima show you how it's done
Do it
[JClay - Verse 1]
Pull up to the party, all spotted my audi, barbies on my body
Broads be like God lee
Sorry to these shawties tied up to these sorries
Get with Jelani I'll be your hobby
Apologies
I'm hardly tardy but this party started when I department shopping for offices for the Slip officers
But I'm obviously right place, right time cuz im opposite the right face, right mind. Set.
So I'm buying if u don't mind, yes
Bar nuts? and she on mine, let's
Link up
Like we online, bet
That's how I does it
Something like a oven
400 or above it
Better covet your beloved
My hand up it like a muppet
Keep her comin causing ruckus
Smack it up flip it Rub it grub it, hol up
I be that one the one that never runs
But runs the ones that run from frustrations at sums outweighed by no income
Succumbs to life of crumbs
Searching for fun in rum like bums in slums that's dumb, ummm
Whatever cluck it, these chicken little niggas got it comin, worried bout the skyfall when they on the ground running,
Life's about respect man, you gotta earn something
If you don't learn nothing
[Chorus]
[Supreme - Verse 2]
I'ma show you how its d.o.n.e a lot of you niggas pockets is empty you dogging out women like they was benji attempting cracking my code nigga I divinchi but heres what you do build you a crew with skills in the field of killin the booth real when they spill what they live no fibs yeah yeah it'll be more ill with the truth. Yah now back to the boss green in my pockets like its packed full of moss haters wanna to put a nigga back to the cross cause im fresh like the christ in them sandals he flauce. Yah I got bars for days maybe that's the reason I got cars for days maybe thats the reason I got broads for days. You can't make it in this heat penny hardaway. Yah that's why I laugh at you niggas if you try to brag I show this cash to you niggas thinking that you wrecked well let me crash on you niggas and you moving kind of slow that's why I dash on you niggas yah I'ma show you how its dun son have ya girl cheering for me with her pum pums all because you niggas softer than some wonton I'm coming forest so I think you better run run.
[Chorus]