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hot boy - do whatcha do (feat. big tymers) lyrics

artist: hot boys f/ baby
alb-m:let ’em burn
song: do whatcha do

[b.g.]
when i shine – i gatta shine right
my roley ain’t gon’ winde at all if it don’t winde right
when i hit the second line i gatta f-ck it up
t.v.s – loud sound and dubs is a must
y’kno lil’ geezy gatta stunt – it’s in my nature
if you ball – then do what ‘chu do, i ain’t gon’ hate ya
but disrespect a hot boy – i’ll spray ya
we pay police so on top they gon’ close case ya
look my whole fam’ – roll top of the line – off top
fresh got the ‘vette, baby got the 470 lex
juve got the new (2000) yukon – wayne got a coupe
i got a benz truck look like a lil’ polo boo
we got every car they made from a ford ta benz
f-cked everything in the city from relatives ta friends
we some uptown hard hittin’ – shined out ballers
head bustin’ – b-tch smackin’ – real shot callers

(hook 2x – [b.g.])
do what ‘chu do n-gg- – it’s all on u n-gg-
me and my clique drinkin’ moet and absolut n-gg-
smoke what ‘cha smoke n-gg- – stunt how ya stunt n-gg-
me and my clique keep ak’s off in the trunk n-gg-

[baby]
(okay birdman baby – brrrrrrrrr! – ya undersmell me)
got this, escalade for my b-tch named trish
she from, round my way – my project chick
lexus coupe for this b-tch i know
lemme do what i do cuz i’ma do what i do
a bentley for my hollywood hoe
cuz she said she felt played in my ol’ school ‘6-4
range rover for my mid-range b-tch
she love the boy stunta and she drink that cryst’
‘marro, for this n-gg- named darrell
i done f-cked your hoe n-gg- now you can marry her
‘vette, and she know what’s next on my nextel phone
while my d-ck gettin’ blessed
g-wagon for this n-gg- named larry robbins
f-cked your hoe too now you can have her
an sl5′ – the new kit drive
my hoe tat–ze in the p-ssenger side
so nice so fire – my car so sweet so cute so lovely
it’s got ta be me, i’m one-of-a-kind
of them uptown streets, i’ma stunt – i’ma ball
so let’s me be, n-gg-!

(hook 2x – [b.g.])

[turk]
(i love that – i love that look – look)
b-tche’s say i stunt too much, hoe let me do what i do
let me get my shine on – let me floss with my crew
let me play it how it go – drink vodka and mo’
keep a solid with my rounds – mothaf-ck a dawg hoe
hot boy, burnin’ up on fire – they can’t stop me
rolex with the bezel have dawg hoes jockin’
20’s, stay spinnin’ in the ‘marro that’s all black
hater’s that be plottin’ – keep the chopper in the bag
gatta dub on my wrist, dime on my neck
18 – with 7 figures won’t ‘chu top that
n-gg- never that – try all you want – it ain’t gon’ happen
it takes 7 plus 7 mo’, and it ain’t gon’ happen
so wodie’ lay low – be cool
let me shine, told you that it was goin’ down in (’99)
n-gg- that didn’t believe – bet they believe me now
lil’ turk the hot boy – got it goin’ on ha!

(hook 2x – [b.g.])

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