You know I does my thing I got the good shit going over here You know I does my thing So we can just put it in the air You know I does my thing I got the good shit going over here You know I does my thing So we can just put it in the air Mama said what you repe is what you so So that's why I try to keep it on the low Don't blow my own horn, try [?] on the low Like [?] gotta sweep it from the floor Matter fact, tell them dancers get ready This money 'bout to look like New Year confetti This is just a suggestion I does my thing, that was never a question And they can't stomach fly shit that I'm dressed in It's just too much for a hater digestion Wish a nigga would, while I'm in my good shit Like bird droppings, I be on some hood shit Yeah You better do you, 'cause I damn sure does me You know I does my thing I got the good shit going over here You know I does my thing So we can just put it in the air You know I does my thing I got the good shit going over here You know I does my thing So we can just put it in the air I like it, you love it I call here, you wife it, I [?] it I'm just nice, all my bread is buttered G-4 flights, I'm all icy covered Covered, by the big B's One [?] two, and then you got three Breathe, baby, it's not trivia I keep a fox behind me, like Vivica You know I does my thing I got lipstick on my lil' ring We got the whole hood getting sky high Shake down, get it poppin' like a drive by So I'ma do me C.A.F.E., from the family tree You know I does my thing I got the good shit going over here You know I does my thing So we can just put it in the air You know I does my thing I got the good shit going over here You know I does my thing So we can just put it in the air