I Do Me
I didn't want no... I didn't want no problems with you dawg
Lemme explain something, dawg
I was just-just saying...
You're gonna do whatever it is that you wanna do (Mix-match socks)
And I'm gonna do (Mitchy match shots)
Whatever it is that I wanna do (BOW! BOW! BOW!)
You're gonna do you, and I'm gonna do me
Ooooooh!
Back up!
You do you
I do me, nigga
And that's-that's really all it is
Dope man, yeah that's me
But I don't sell drugs or lean
My walk gotta gangsta lean
Some women like to call me mean
Pussy-fiend, I need that creme
See pussy so much in my dreams
I awake with one on my face once a week, my life so crazy
Gotta get my thrills when I hit the scene
See a woman I was fuckin' out in public with a new one
She don't belong to me, hey
She belongs to the streets
Got addicted to the night life
So I'm drinking High Life chasing the liquor 'cause I didn't eat
Grandma gon' be mad at me
She ain't seen me in sixteen weeks
And she know a nigga out here hungry
She feed me like I feed my fans new music on these awesome beats
Dope man, yeah, yeah, that's me
I'm so dope, my hoes do coke right off me
When they feel the need to be so fuckin free
A couple chicks turn tricks when I sleep
Then give away their money to me
I'm a bad muthafucka
Samuel was my uncle so you know I'ma fucking fiend
Yeah, you know I'ma fucking fiend, uhh, bitch!
Yeah, you know I'ma fucking fiend
Yeah, you know I'ma fucking fiend
And that's right, bitch, I'ma do me
I do me
I- I-I do-do- I do me
I do me, nigga
I- I-I do-do
I do
I do
I do me
I- I-I do-do- I do me
I do me, nigga
I- I-I do-do
I do
I do
All hail vagina
I got yanked outta one and ever since
I been trying to be with Gods
Even the odds?
Kill the game without even trying
What's poppin', Slime?
Go scoop you a dime then invite a dyme
Disney Plus and thrust
Let's have a wonderful time
We can go out
Wanna hear some poetry? Shoot some pool?
Take an adventure. Get some food
Who don't love me? I'm a fucking mood...
Honesty viewed as rude
I try to b considerate
But views are viewed however a person choose
The object in which that is viewed
Once the expectations lowered
They ask how I'm smiling more
When the grass is tall and you decide to mow it
Then put the effort go and mow it
That's how I do it for blissful days
So whatever is thrown my way
I ain't tripping, I may have another day
To have a sexy chocolate on my face
Breakfast of champions
When she put her back on it
She love when I vacuum it; then straight clean her shit
Flick it
I love when she squirt on me
Pineapples?
Tshung Sung the way I'm soul snatching
Slurping, slapping softly
She help me get my tongue deeper
While she moans "get off me, I bet you do often"
I like putting the kit...
Hollup, lemme stay on subject
I was getting off it
I can't help "women" is the main topic
Lemme roll the bleeze
Niggas mad me and I'm thinking about pancakes
Bruh bought a 3.5 to get high, I'm bullshitting
Lemme explain something, dawg
You do you
I do me
I- I-I do-do- I do me
I do me, nigga
I- I-I do-do
I do
I do
I do me
I- I-I do-do- I do me
I do me, nigga
I- I-I do-do
I do
I do
I do me
I- I-I do-do- I do me
I do me, nigga
I- I-I do-do
I do
I do
I do me
I- I-I do-do- I do me
I do me, nigga
I- I-I do-do
I do
I do me, nigga
And that's-that's really all it is
Lemme explain something, dawg
I was just-just saying...
You're gonna do whatever it is that you wanna do (Mix-match socks)
And I'm gonna do (Mitchy match shots)
Whatever it is that I wanna do (BOW! BOW! BOW!)
You're gonna do you, and I'm gonna do me
Ooooooh!
Back up!
You do you
I do me, nigga
And that's-that's really all it is
Dope man, yeah that's me
But I don't sell drugs or lean
My walk gotta gangsta lean
Some women like to call me mean
Pussy-fiend, I need that creme
See pussy so much in my dreams
I awake with one on my face once a week, my life so crazy
Gotta get my thrills when I hit the scene
See a woman I was fuckin' out in public with a new one
She don't belong to me, hey
She belongs to the streets
Got addicted to the night life
So I'm drinking High Life chasing the liquor 'cause I didn't eat
Grandma gon' be mad at me
She ain't seen me in sixteen weeks
And she know a nigga out here hungry
She feed me like I feed my fans new music on these awesome beats
Dope man, yeah, yeah, that's me
I'm so dope, my hoes do coke right off me
When they feel the need to be so fuckin free
A couple chicks turn tricks when I sleep
Then give away their money to me
I'm a bad muthafucka
Samuel was my uncle so you know I'ma fucking fiend
Yeah, you know I'ma fucking fiend, uhh, bitch!
Yeah, you know I'ma fucking fiend
Yeah, you know I'ma fucking fiend
And that's right, bitch, I'ma do me
I do me
I- I-I do-do- I do me
I do me, nigga
I- I-I do-do
I do
I do
I do me
I- I-I do-do- I do me
I do me, nigga
I- I-I do-do
I do
I do
All hail vagina
I got yanked outta one and ever since
I been trying to be with Gods
Even the odds?
Kill the game without even trying
What's poppin', Slime?
Go scoop you a dime then invite a dyme
Disney Plus and thrust
Let's have a wonderful time
We can go out
Wanna hear some poetry? Shoot some pool?
Take an adventure. Get some food
Who don't love me? I'm a fucking mood...
Honesty viewed as rude
I try to b considerate
But views are viewed however a person choose
The object in which that is viewed
Once the expectations lowered
They ask how I'm smiling more
When the grass is tall and you decide to mow it
Then put the effort go and mow it
That's how I do it for blissful days
So whatever is thrown my way
I ain't tripping, I may have another day
To have a sexy chocolate on my face
Breakfast of champions
When she put her back on it
She love when I vacuum it; then straight clean her shit
Flick it
I love when she squirt on me
Pineapples?
Tshung Sung the way I'm soul snatching
Slurping, slapping softly
She help me get my tongue deeper
While she moans "get off me, I bet you do often"
I like putting the kit...
Hollup, lemme stay on subject
I was getting off it
I can't help "women" is the main topic
Lemme roll the bleeze
Niggas mad me and I'm thinking about pancakes
Bruh bought a 3.5 to get high, I'm bullshitting
Lemme explain something, dawg
You do you
I do me
I- I-I do-do- I do me
I do me, nigga
I- I-I do-do
I do
I do
I do me
I- I-I do-do- I do me
I do me, nigga
I- I-I do-do
I do
I do
I do me
I- I-I do-do- I do me
I do me, nigga
I- I-I do-do
I do
I do
I do me
I- I-I do-do- I do me
I do me, nigga
I- I-I do-do
I do
I do me, nigga
And that's-that's really all it is
Credits
Writer(s): Mario Pye
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