Aiyyo, aiyyo, aiyyo Quik check this out dog
You know mothafuckers be doin way way too mothafuckin much
You know? Thats real
Just like baby right here, she doin too much
Now if that nigga next to you got a rented car
And he actin like its his but you know its not
Say he doin too much, yeah nigga you doin too much
And if that stuck-up bitch got the bar posted-up
She actin like that hairs hers but you know whats up
Say she doin too much, yeah baby you doin too much
I gave my kinfolk the keys to my Suburb
I told em "Hit the side and slide and get the herb"
But guess whos callin, Pipedream Patty
Made that nigga park my whoride beside the alley
Forget about that nigga though (fuck that nigga)
Fuck that nigga yo
But I cant forget about him cuz he taught me everything I know
Oh no Joe, walkin down the wrong lane
Tootin on that cocaine, fuckin wit that wrong thang
Niggas like that (what), get things like they want it (damn)
Then fake the funk, doggonnit
Now loc, look at this predicament
You smoked out and cant be trusted, I cant kick it wit
Niggas like you, used to be in my crew
Goddamn, they dont make niggas like they used to
I remember Marley Marl and the Juice Crew
Thats probably why I keep a tight grip on my deuce-deuce
Now if youre doin for your family and you cant stand it
Cuz you know these mothafuckers tryin take advantage
Say they doin too much, yeah nigga you doin too much
And if your kinfolk broke and he smoke dope
And he need to catch a mothafuckin different stroke
Say he doin too much, yeah Joey you doin too much
We parlay, parlay everyday DPG style
We might throw a pool party every once in a while
Now in fact we gon do one this weekend
Lets see how many hoes me and my nigga Rose can weed in
I believe in, sharin the cock
Also, I believe in comparin the cock
Look, dont knock a nigga like me (why?)
Cuz she love the way I just beat up the pussy
Not just knee deep, she was totally deep
When she went down on me
She blew a nigga socks off, got a nigga rocks off
Ooh wee, baby yous a freak
Put my homey up on game like a gangsta
But my homey fell in love and he banked her
Aint that a trip? Now we in a twist
Back in the county wit the red ribbon on his wrist
Now when a nigga hit his girl and she dont hit back
And he get his third strike wit no get back
Say he doin too much, yeah homey you doin too much
And when the homey in the pen, doin a sin
And his girlfriend fuckin wit his best friend
Say she doin too much, hell yeah she doin too much
Im livin up in the hills, wine sippin wit mills
Im havin major type of paper, I aint trippin off bills (still)
Show me some respect and accept my coolness
And dont mistake my kindness to mean Im foolish
Use this as a warning, cuz Im startin
To figure its some niggas think Im soft as Charmin
Pardon me, cuz I aint mad when you get bent
But I hate when fools mistake me for U.S. ?spray?
Friends and family, gettin after me like repo
Eat, smoke, choke then want me to throw em a c-note
You doin too much when you clutchin on my touch-tone
Callin strays over nigga leadin months gone
Conversate for fo hours, wastin mo power
And only get to hit a cold shower
You fakin like youre makin more moves than Simpson
But frontin, pushin buttons, doin nuttin but sin
And when a nigga on yo phone, runnin up yo bill
Tryin to tell some hoodrat bitch how he feel
You know he doin too much, yeah nigga you doin too much
And when your baby momma cryin bout she need some milk
And you heard some other nigga did been at her tilt
You know she doin too much, yeah baby you doin too much
Thats real
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