What I Do featuring Plies

I be throwin' up my cash actin' like money aint a thang yeah （yeah）

I'm speedin' down this fast lane stuntin' and they mad cause they cant yeah

I'm Feelin' like a can't lose

And when they ask me bout the cars and the girls and the cribs

I just tell em' it's what I do （its what I do）

It's what I do hey it's what I do

Everywhere I go they show me love so I give it back

Throw a couple stacks up in the air cause imma get it back

See somethin' sexy up in here imma bring it back

They keep on runnin' back they keep on comin' back

Everybody knows me when they see me sittin' in the front row playa

Stuntin' with my J's on and it's all for them haterz yeah

We get into that crunk boi yo money to long boi we do this for fun boi

I be throwin' up my cash actin' like money aint a thang yeah （yeah）

I'm speedin' down this fast lane stuntin' and they mad cause they cant yeah

I'm Feelin' like a can't lose

And when they ask me bout the cars and the girls and the cribs

I just tell em' it's what I do （its what I do）

It's what I do hey it's what I do

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NaNaNa NaNaNa NaNaNa ey ey it's what I do

Single once again I'm bout to go where I never been

Gone with the wind cause that might be where she'll end up being

We can get it in I mean get it in

And I got stamina so don't forget to bring a friend

Nah bring ten but they gotta be tens

Now that's a hunt of them let the runners in yeah yeah

So I give it like an elegist

My CD's sellin out you aint married to the girl you shouldve been

I be throwin' up my cash actin' like money aint a thang yeah （yeah）

I'm speedin' down this fast lane stuntin' and they mad cause they cant yeah

I'm Feelin' like a can't lose

And when they ask me bout the cars and the girls and the cribs

I just tell em' it's what I do （its what I do）

It's what I do hey it's what I do yeah

NaNaNa NaNaNa yeah NaNaNa NaNaNaah yeah

NaNaNa NaNaNa yeah NaNaNa ey ey it's what I do

I keep cash on me no black cards

They don't know what dem is I deal with hood brauds

There's a nife on me that's no ipod

You want my watch homie gimmie five bricks for it

I got the mazerati I had to lick for it we all luv to talk that's what I paid for it

He say I bought fleet and I luv mine four brauds with me and all luv dies

Six chains on me and all luv shines

I got my prayer right feels like a served right

Aint just hot mine I'm hot as I can see it

She want a pretty boy I brought chris breezy wit me

I be throwin' up my cash actin' like money aint a thang yeah （yeah）

I'm speedin' down this fast lane stuntin' and they mad cause they cant yeah

I'm Feelin' like a can't lose

And when they ask me bout the cars and the girls and the cribs

I just tell em' it's what I do （its what I do）

It's what I do hey it's what I do yeah

NaNaNa NaNaNa NaNaNa NaNaNaah

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