Do My Thing
(Merlin Made It Bang)
Moving like I'm Nando, catch him in his lambo
Line him up the mandem run up in his bando
I do it different yh I've got a big ego
I blessed my brudda with that sub zero whoa whoa (ice)
Fuck that record deal you know I keep it trill
All you man are fake I'm real
Do it for the fam I will
Mandem on the field you know the mandem ill
Been scoring points, Ronaldinho with the skills (yh)
I do my thing
Yh I do my thing
I do my thing
Yh I do my thing
I got whole lotta
Whole lotta money
Yh I do my thing
I got whole lotta
Whole lotta money
Yh I do my thing
Hop over the fence, the devil's getting chased
Led him to my place he followed my trace
With a briefcase but what can I say?
Trying to sit back relax do my own fucking thing
Me and J Merlin merkin this song
We murdering this beat, they wish I would be gone
I'm spitting this curse I've been here to long
Playing with my nuts bigger like King Kong
We've been there, we did that
We need that, we been bad (j)
Taking my soul back bitch, imma need that
Questioning myself that can't answer
I'm bleeping myself, every word should be censored
You fags turn me on, you all get offended
Shoot up a school, as psychos recommends it
But you all can relax I'm doing my own thing
I do my thing
Yh I do my thing
I do my thing
Yh I do my thing
I got whole lotta
Whole lotta money
Yh I do my thing
I got whole lotta
Whole lotta money
Yh I do my thing
Moving like I'm Nando, catch him in his lambo
Line him up the mandem run up in his bando
I do it different yh I've got a big ego
I blessed my brudda with that sub zero whoa whoa (ice)
Fuck that record deal you know I keep it trill
All you man are fake I'm real
Do it for the fam I will
Mandem on the field you know the mandem ill
Been scoring points, Ronaldinho with the skills (yh)
I do my thing
Yh I do my thing
I do my thing
Yh I do my thing
I got whole lotta
Whole lotta money
Yh I do my thing
I got whole lotta
Whole lotta money
Yh I do my thing
Hop over the fence, the devil's getting chased
Led him to my place he followed my trace
With a briefcase but what can I say?
Trying to sit back relax do my own fucking thing
Me and J Merlin merkin this song
We murdering this beat, they wish I would be gone
I'm spitting this curse I've been here to long
Playing with my nuts bigger like King Kong
We've been there, we did that
We need that, we been bad (j)
Taking my soul back bitch, imma need that
Questioning myself that can't answer
I'm bleeping myself, every word should be censored
You fags turn me on, you all get offended
Shoot up a school, as psychos recommends it
But you all can relax I'm doing my own thing
I do my thing
Yh I do my thing
I do my thing
Yh I do my thing
I got whole lotta
Whole lotta money
Yh I do my thing
I got whole lotta
Whole lotta money
Yh I do my thing
Credits
Writer(s): Jeffrey Pereira
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