A Lot To Do
Kicking it in the back lawn
Me and the brothers are on
Dreaming our money was long
But we got a long way to go
But keep at it what do ya know
Ya might wake up one day and blow
I might just be running the show
I might just be running it, running it
I got a lot to do
I should just call the troops
I could not stop to snooze
Look what the clock could do
I got this opportunity to get it, don't block the view
I'm sick of the constant news
The feed their feeding them slobs aint food
There's no limit to my problems, threw them over the bridge and off the goose
See most critics sit across from you and post pictures you don't want them to
I know recipes I got to brewing a potion to get me off the juice
She so pretty all I wanna do is poke titties like I pop balloons
I'm crazy, what you know about me lil baby
Off and on but I'm entertaining
Cross shit off my list on a daily
Cost a lot like Izzy was saying
What you know bout the work I put in
Bet you was doubting that I could win
Head to the mountains yeah I'm going somewhere
Where no one can tell me shit troubling
That's where I met this doctor dude
Said his name was Doctor Doolittle I looked at him off confused
I must have my longitudinal mixed up with my normal view
You'd think I was doctor Sues
You'd think all my stock would move
I'm thinking the cocka-doodle-doo's I do would squash the mood
Got something important to tell ya now listen up
I was born to excel at this gritty stuff
Don't let your inner jealousy interrupt, your train of thought
You were telling me just how much
You was in awe of how well I could mix it up
I got more to put out man I've barely started
Just remember now that I told ya
I got a lot to do
I should just call the troops
I could not stop to snooze
Look what the clock could do
I got this opportunity to get it, don't block the view
I'm sick of the constant news
The feed their feeding them slobs aint food
There's no limit to my problems, threw them over the bridge and off the goose
See most critics sit across from you and post pictures you don't want them to
I know recipes I got to brewing a potion to get me off the juice
She so pretty all I wanna do is poke titties like I pop balloons
Kicking it in the back lawn
Me and the brothers are on
Dreaming our money was long
But we got a long way to go
But keep at it what do ya know
Ya might wake up one day and blow
I might just be running the show
I might just be running it, running it
Me and the brothers are on
Dreaming our money was long
But we got a long way to go
But keep at it what do ya know
Ya might wake up one day and blow
I might just be running the show
I might just be running it, running it
I got a lot to do
I should just call the troops
I could not stop to snooze
Look what the clock could do
I got this opportunity to get it, don't block the view
I'm sick of the constant news
The feed their feeding them slobs aint food
There's no limit to my problems, threw them over the bridge and off the goose
See most critics sit across from you and post pictures you don't want them to
I know recipes I got to brewing a potion to get me off the juice
She so pretty all I wanna do is poke titties like I pop balloons
I'm crazy, what you know about me lil baby
Off and on but I'm entertaining
Cross shit off my list on a daily
Cost a lot like Izzy was saying
What you know bout the work I put in
Bet you was doubting that I could win
Head to the mountains yeah I'm going somewhere
Where no one can tell me shit troubling
That's where I met this doctor dude
Said his name was Doctor Doolittle I looked at him off confused
I must have my longitudinal mixed up with my normal view
You'd think I was doctor Sues
You'd think all my stock would move
I'm thinking the cocka-doodle-doo's I do would squash the mood
Got something important to tell ya now listen up
I was born to excel at this gritty stuff
Don't let your inner jealousy interrupt, your train of thought
You were telling me just how much
You was in awe of how well I could mix it up
I got more to put out man I've barely started
Just remember now that I told ya
I got a lot to do
I should just call the troops
I could not stop to snooze
Look what the clock could do
I got this opportunity to get it, don't block the view
I'm sick of the constant news
The feed their feeding them slobs aint food
There's no limit to my problems, threw them over the bridge and off the goose
See most critics sit across from you and post pictures you don't want them to
I know recipes I got to brewing a potion to get me off the juice
She so pretty all I wanna do is poke titties like I pop balloons
Kicking it in the back lawn
Me and the brothers are on
Dreaming our money was long
But we got a long way to go
But keep at it what do ya know
Ya might wake up one day and blow
I might just be running the show
I might just be running it, running it
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Writer(s): Eli Siave
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