Waka Flocka Flame, Slim Dunkin, Wooh da Kid - Let Me See You Do It lyrics

Um, yeah, what?
If you love life like I love life
Say "hell yeah"
I ain't hear you, man (what?)

Put your hands up if you came to ball
We drinking white Remy 'til
We motherfucking fall
Put your hands up if you love life
We buy bottles by the 20
We don't want no Bud Ice
What's popping? Baby, let me see you do it
What's popping? Baby, let me see you do it
What's popping? Baby, let me see you do it
What's popping? Baby, let me see you do it

My phone hot, them folks on my landline
Dropped 64 bands just to tell time
You a used-to-be, shawty, I'm
What's popping now, get used to me
Pussy, you are history
So I called Wooh and Dunk
These rappers' singles sound like Flocka
Crowd like, "Uh, huh, yeah"
Shitting on my peers
Headlight diamonds in my ear, I
Fuck them by the pair, i swear
What I'm driving don't come
Out 'til next year
I'm in the two-seater, ice
Tats and wife beaters, yeah
Old ass rappers need to retire
"30's the new 20", you a motherfucking liar
Call me Sire Waka Flocka Flame
Nigga tried to kill me
But his ese have no aim
I'm what's popping now, shawty
You a used-to-be
All I know is grind, you can call me Pusha T

Put your hands up if you came to ball
We drinking white Remy 'til
We motherfucking fall
Put your hands up if you love life
We buy bottles by the 20
We don't want no Bud Ice
What's popping? Baby, let me see you do it
What's popping? Baby, let me see you do it
What's popping? Baby, let me see you do it
What's popping? Baby, let me see you do it

Okay, three three-pieces and
Two orange juices
Riding in that Big Worm, sitting on deuces
Ice cream man selling popsicles and looseys
New jack in the city
Where the fuck is Pookie?
Back to the basics, strip a nigga naked
Kick a nigga's door
Find the work in the basement
Scaring niggas straight to the
Place where Ma$e went
Exterminate the witness
Judge asking where the case went
You don't want no parts of me
My squad grand larceny
Bucking on your goons
Brought the Million Man March with me
FN in the holster, kush in the coaster
Barry Stevens jello, keep everything kosher

Put your hands up if you came to ball
We drinking white Remy 'til
We motherfucking fall
Put your hands up if you love life
We buy bottles by the 20
We don't want no Bud Ice
What's popping? Baby, let me see you do it
What's popping? Baby, let me see you do it
What's popping? Baby, let me see you do it
What's popping? Baby, let me see you do it

I'm living good, I'm drinking good
I'm smoking great
He's looking bad, his pockets slim
They losing weight
Closed casket every verse
His career's a wake
He run with them Kit Kat boys
Give that boy a break
I'm what's popping now
They don't wanna hear you
If my life was in your hands
I still wouldn't feel you
BSM gorillas, we are not tamed
Mind filled with thoughts
Heart filled with pain
I'm what's popping now, I'ma chop him down
MJ bullets hit him, make him spin around
Wooh da King is a hazard, keep your hands off
Diamonds shining so bright
Call me black boss

Put your hands up if you came to ball
We drinking white Remy 'til
We motherfucking fall
Put your hands up if you love life
We buy bottles by the 20
We don't want no Bud Ice
What's popping? Baby, let me see you do it
What's popping? Baby, let me see you do it
What's popping? Baby, let me see you do it
What's popping? Baby, let me see you do it