ft. B-Legit & Bushwick Bill
[B-Legit]
I flip, make hits, and stick like peanut butter
Five g's to the homie my money he didn't stutter
The gutter with the gats, fuck that, we need the lucho
It ain't no in between such things as being neutral
We shoot y'all, answering to me if it's needed
Catch you in the bucket and fuck it we gon feed it
We bleed it, A-K spray and nine milla
You fuckin with a killa for scrilla
Money wanna deala
Peel 'em from the back and fact, you're ass out
Throw you in the trunk, we bump and mash out
We blast out and get the fuck outta dodge
And leave your body corpse parked at the Travellodge
You can't reason with a fool with guns and no brains
Thrown off your balcony get stoned and let's remain
We stressed main, paper come up short
Plus this bitch with my baby tryin to take me to court
I need a new quarter, plus my screws is loose
Makin niggas wanna pour shit down like orange juice
I one two, and slap the fuck outta you
So go on about my business bitch, and do what you do
You like to run shit
Do what you do
You fuck with powder bitch?
Hey yo, do what you do
You turn dyke too
Yeah, do what you do
But if it's fuck me bitch, then it's fuck you too
If you build a heist
Yo, do what you do
You like to talk the vice?
Do what you do
Speakin on my crew
Nigga, do what you do
But if it's fuck me bitch, then it's fuck you too
[Bushwick Bill]
Me and two freaks in B-Legit's back seat
F-u-c-k-i-n-g
I got clunkers, cuz you know big Chuck like em plump
Sippin hurricane bumpin slurricane cuz it thumps
In my trunk my pistol grip pump at all times
Kryptonite got me blowed cuz I hit it five times
I got condom on my dick, but my mind is on scrilla
Bitches just respect this nigga Chuck and I'ma killa
Me and my nigga, four hoes, weed, and liquor
Headed to the boat to freak these bitches on the river
And since I'm from the south these hoes showin me love
And B is from the west, he really don't give a fuck
Twenty minutes later, all hell broke loose
Bitches suckin dick and lickin up nut juice
One bitch said she like to eat pussy too
She looked at me, I said shit, bitch, do what you do
Bitch you like suckin dick?
Do what you do
Homie, you like to eat pussy?
Do what you do
Nigga you like bein broke?
Do what you do
Bitch you wanna fuck me, I wanna fuck you too
Nigga you like stealin cars?
Do what you do
Nigga you like bein 'hind bars?
Do what you do
Nigga you don't give a fuck about shit?
Do what you do
Nigga it's fuck Bushwick, well fuck you too
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Other Songs Lyrics For 'Scarface'
2 Real
A Minute to Pray and a Second to Die
All Night Long
Body Snatchers
Boo Boo'n
Born Killer
City Under Seige
Cocaine
Comin' Agg
Diary Of A Madman
Do What You Do
Do What You Do.
Dog These Ho's
Don't Testify
Dyin Wit'Cha Boots On
Faith
For Real
Fuck Faces
Funky Lil Nigga
G's
Games Over
Get Out
Goin' Down
Good Girl Gone Bad
Greed
Hand of the Dead Body
He's Dead
Homies & Thuggs ["the Remix"]
Homies and Thuggs
Hustler
I Need A Favor
I Seen a Man Die
I'm Black
I'm Dead
In and Out
In My Blood
In My Time
Intro
Intro ..
Intro.
It Ain't Part II
Jesse James
Krunch Time
Let Me Roll
Lettin' Em Know
Look Me In My Eyes
Ma Homiez
Mary Jane
MaryJane
Menace Niggas Never Die
Mind Playin Tricks On Me '94
Mind Playin' Tricks 94
Money and the Power
Money Makes the World Go Round
Mr. Scarface
Mr. Scarface: Part III the Final Chapter
Murder By Reason Of Insanity
No Tears
No Warning
Now I Feel Ya
O.G. To Me
One
One Time
One Time.
Outro
Outro.
Outro..
Overnight
P. D. Roll'em
Real
Rules 4 Real Niggas
Sleepin In My Nikes
Small Time
Smartz
Smile
Southside
Southside: Houston, Texas
Still That Aggin
Strictly For The Funk Lovers
Sunshine
The Diary
The Ghetto
The Last Of A Dying Breed
The Pimp
The Wall
The White Sheet
They Down With Us
Untouchable
Use Them Ho's
Warriors
What's Goin' On
Who Run This
Win, Lose or Draw
Ya Money or Ya Life
You Don't Hear Me Doe
You Owe Me
Your Ass Got Took
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