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Lil Wayne - I Do It lyrics

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I Do It by Lil Wayne


[Intro: Big Sean]
Phew, phew, yeah
If  you weigh me down then I gotta remove you
If  you in my way, then I gotta go through you (Don, Don)
Look, look, look, funeral
[Chorus: Big Sean]
I don’t talk sh*t, b**ch, I do it (Huh)
They  say, “All facts,” but don’t prove sh*t (Huh)
You  in my way, need to move, b**ch (Huh)
Shut the f**k up, no excuses (Huh)
This  a win-win, swear I’m so choosy
Money spread on me like Boosie
Real ones ride for me, no cruise ship
[Verse 1: Lil Baby]
I don’t really sleep or take naps, no snoozin’
All  these burners here hot, but we coolin’
I was playin’ dumb, they was thinkin’ I’m stupid
My accountant just called, said, “sh*t been movin'”
I’m ‘posed to have no gun, I got two of ’em
I never remind a nigga what I do for ’em
I was dead broke, sleep on the futon
Now I’m up, now I’m big house, few of ’em
Everyday I’m lit, my life like a re-run
If I take your sh*t, can’t give you no refund
Ten mil’ for a deal I agree on
I put on for Atlanta like Deion
Chrome Heart glasses, I can’t see ’em
From the apartments to an arena
Where that lil’ boy been? I ain’t seen him
Look at God’s child drivin’ the Demon
f**k what you heard
[Chorus: Big Sean, Lil Wayne, Big Sean & Lil Wayne]
I don’t talk sh*t, b**ch, I do it (Huh)
They say, “All facts,” but don’t prove sh*t (Huh, yeah)
You in my way, need to move, b**ch (Yeah)
Shut the f**k up, no excuses (Yeah)
This a win-win, swear I’m so choosy
Money spread on me like Boosie
Real ones ride for me, no cruise ship
[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Yeah, I don’t talk sh*t, b**ch, I do sh*t (I do sh*t)
Soft top on my car like it’s Jewish (It’s Jewish)
Catch a body like Ray Lewis (Ray Lewis)
Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt
Lil Tunechi, I’m in this b**ch on the cookie like Lucious (Yeah)
I’m gonna sip, got that purple pollution (Yeah)
I get the checks and just do it no swooshes (Yeah)
Flex on my ex then I flex on my new b**ch (Yeah)
No disrespect, I bust down the noose (Yeah)
Put it on my neck, now my neck is a nuisance (Yeah)
I am a mess, I am a mutant (Yeah)
Bullets go through your vest like it’s translucent
I smoke the best exclusive
I’m somewhere else secluded (Secluded)
Fly to death, and your b**ch just flew in
You a ref, my nigga, you blew it (You blew it)
I don’t sketch, but the pistol, I drew it
Told myself to continue my duties
I got money from 2002, that I ain’t seen since 2002
Me, Sean, and Brazy, my nigga, we boolin’
Ballin’ so brazy, I dribble and shoot it
Just like I play for Emilio Pucci
I treat the Wraith like that b**ch is Suzuki
I need a favorite woman like The Fugees
It’s me, Sean, and Baby, we lit as Three Stooges
My skate stance is goofy, my bae ass is stupid
No fake asses truly, I’m makin’ her moon me
Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt
[Chorus: Big Sean, Lil Wayne, Big Sean & Lil Wayne]
I don’t talk sh*t, b**ch, I do it (I do it)
They say, “All facts,” but don’t prove sh*t (I knew it)
You in my way, need to move, b**ch (Move b**ch, huh)
Shut the f**k up, no excuses (Yeah, yeah)
This a win-win, swear I’m so choosy (Yeah, yeah)
Money spread on me like Boosie
Real ones ride for me, no cruise ship (Yeah, yeah)
[Outro: Lil Baby, Lil Wayne, & Big Sean]
I don’t really sleep or take naps, no snoozin’ (No snoozin’)
All of these burners here hot, but we coolin’ (Yeah, snorin’)
I was playin’ dumb, they was thinkin’ I’m stupid
My accountant just called, said, “sh*t been movin'” (Yeah)
I don’t talk sh*t, b**ch, I do it
My accountant just called, said, “sh*t been movin'”
Fake money, should keep your two cents (That mulah)
Catch a body like Ray Lewis (Yeah)
If you weigh me down, then I gotta remove you
If you in my way, then I gotta go through you
Funeral



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