Doin' Ma Thang

歌詞

Introducing! (Introducing...) That man! (That man...) That legend! (That legend...) Kwamé (Uh oh!) (Oh my god it's him! The guy with the sleepy eyes. It's him he's back. Oh my god can I just touch him? Please! Oh my god, oooh) Hello (Hello) Time to speak up I smack the wack up Beat the weak up 'Cause this right here No punk can cope wit' A Supercalifragilisticexpiali- dope hit Black wing tips Polka dot tie Street cameo Who's that guy (How do you spell your name?) What for? (For me...) K W A M, accent the E (Oh!) Do re me fa so la ti Even when I rap I sing on key 'Cause I can get smoove with the mello cool swing But I got to let y'all know That I'm doing my thing (Doing your thing) For nobody but me babe I'm doing my real thing (Real thing!) For nobody but me babe Now I knew a girl by the name of Valerie (Hi, my name is valerie) The type of girl who likes men for their salary I knew her for a while but didn't mess with her tho 'Cause to Valerie my salary was way too low Now I'm in the green, rolling in the dough And now the vapor catching paper snatching crow decides to show I was ignoring her. To her this wasn't fair She said (You think you're all of that cause you got some money and gear) I said I got the gangster style, I don't wear sportswear, Carry a horsewhip for girls like you with horse hair (This hair's real) Yeah, don't you believe her We both know that she leaves it to weaver! (Well I never) You never will, running around looking like that With the hollow fat rope chain and a fur coat that's made of cat (Crazy!) Crazy yo, I'm in my own swing. I think you talk to me like that 'Cause I'm doing my thing For nobody but me babe I'm doing my real thing (Real thing!) For nobody but me babe (Now you listen up. Who do you think you are? Who's that guy (You think you all of that) Who's that guy ( Running around St. Gabriels uniform Who's that guy with sleepy eyes (with Al and Kurt) Who's that guy ( and Tamel and Bryan Who's that guy (You go to A& D you think you bad) Who's that guy with sleepy eyes (You ain't nothing) Who's that guy (You try to talk that stuff to me.) Who's that guy Who's that guy with sleepy eyes Who's that guy Who's that guy Who's that guy with slee-py eeeyyyeeessss ... eyes Tick tock, and you don't stop A-keep on to the break of day 'Cause I'm the smoove black brother by the name of who? Kwamé! Uh-huh, Uh-huh, Uh-huh (Kick it honey, kick it honey) (Rock it) (Kick it honey, kick it honey) I'm doing my thing I'm doing my real thing (He's doing his real thing) I'm doing my thing Gots ta got, got gots ta do my real thing Al's doing his thing (Doin' his thing) He's doing his real thing (He's doing his thing) B's doing his thing (He's doing his thing) He's doing his real thing (Real thing) Kurt's doing his thing (He's doing his thing) He's doing his real thing (Real thing) Kwam's doing his thing (Kwam Kwam's doin' his thing) He gots ta got, got gots ta do his tha-ang uh uh uhuh For nobody but me babe And I'm doing my real, real thing For nobody but me babe Yeah yeah yay yay yay yaaahhhh To the, to the beat y'all Freak freak y'all It's so unique y'all Out ya seat y'all Kick it!