Tayyib Ali, The Madden Brothers - Doing My Thing lyrics
[Tayyib Ali, The Madden Brothers - Doing My Thing lyrics]
Ok, I'm doin' my thing
So my records are spinnin'
You hear the truth and the pain
From the beginning to endin'
I got a wicked agenda
Courtesy of these verses I'm spittin'
Tayyib Ali and Good Charlotte who'd have
Thought we would kill it? They feel it
Hey, right there, where you goin' baby?
Cop gold chains, and four door Mercedes
It's such a shame, and you know I'm crazy
Same time she tryna date me
I'm on my jock, cause my money low
I ain't got time, but she want it though
I got lines, underscore
Nice ass nigga, what you muggin' for?
But, hey let me slow it down
Thats that Philly fast flow
I've never been an asshole
Always on that cash flow
But, but, I got shit to do now, now
I ain't in to school now, now
In the race for the top spot
Gettin' money on my principle now
Ok, I'm doin' my thing, doing my thing
Tayyib Ali and Good Charlotte who'd have
Thought we would kill it?
New kicks mean I rap better
And your girl knows I'm
Tryin' to stack cheddar
She blow me up, and I might let her
I'm in LA, nice weather
And I ain't tryna be negative
But they knockin' on my door
Bitch let 'em in cause, I'm back in the game
Like im reffin' it and I'm fresher than
A motherfuckin' peppermint
Wonder when I'm gonna fall off? Never
And, all these times someone tell us
Cause everyday we live it up
Mo' my cheese mozerella
From the block like Rockefeller
Get on my style
I say "Hi", get to know me just for one night
And after that then I say "Bye"
Ok, I'm doin' my thing, doing my thing
Tayyib Ali and Good Charlotte who'd have
Thought we would kill it?
So my records are spinnin'
You hear the truth and the pain
From the beginning to endin'
I got a wicked agenda
Courtesy of these verses I'm spittin'
Tayyib Ali and Good Charlotte who'd have
Thought we would kill it? They feel it
Hey, right there, where you goin' baby?
Cop gold chains, and four door Mercedes
It's such a shame, and you know I'm crazy
Same time she tryna date me
I'm on my jock, cause my money low
I ain't got time, but she want it though
I got lines, underscore
Nice ass nigga, what you muggin' for?
But, hey let me slow it down
Thats that Philly fast flow
I've never been an asshole
Always on that cash flow
But, but, I got shit to do now, now
I ain't in to school now, now
In the race for the top spot
Gettin' money on my principle now
Ok, I'm doin' my thing, doing my thing
Tayyib Ali and Good Charlotte who'd have
Thought we would kill it?
New kicks mean I rap better
And your girl knows I'm
Tryin' to stack cheddar
She blow me up, and I might let her
I'm in LA, nice weather
And I ain't tryna be negative
But they knockin' on my door
Bitch let 'em in cause, I'm back in the game
Like im reffin' it and I'm fresher than
A motherfuckin' peppermint
Wonder when I'm gonna fall off? Never
And, all these times someone tell us
Cause everyday we live it up
Mo' my cheese mozerella
From the block like Rockefeller
Get on my style
I say "Hi", get to know me just for one night
And after that then I say "Bye"
Ok, I'm doin' my thing, doing my thing
Tayyib Ali and Good Charlotte who'd have
Thought we would kill it?