Do The Damn Thang Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[C]Look, I c[G]an see them nig[C]gas stuntin' to this right now,
not now, but right now
Yea, yea, ch- ch- yea
Look, [G]lo- [C]lo look
Look, lo- lo look
Look, look
[G]It's no

[Verse 2]
[C]love for the other side,
fuck them tricks
Pop the glove on the other side,
buck [G]them bricks
Birds [C]love how a brother ride,
truckin' run sick
I'm heard of on the southern side,
I'm plucked and equipped
[G]I been one[C] of them boys
since way back when
This is way before a nigga
brought grey plaques [G]in
So if I [C]spray mac- 10s, bet
you niggas lay back then
Like you sittin' in a Maybach Benz
Yea I made crack grins but ain't
a damn thing funny
I keep a pocket fulla do
the damn thang [G]money
I [C]keep it comin' with bottles
of champagne dunny
So keep it bouncin' till you pull
a hamstring honey
These pimps just better have
a gothic for me
I got them hoes starin' like
they got a problem with me
[G]I got them boy[C]s slingin' rocks
in the lobby for me
I'm rich bitch, ballin' just a hobby for me
[G]I got a

[Verse 3]
[C]pocket full of money
and my wrist all froze
So fuck what you heard we don't love them [G]hoes,
[C]heeyyy
Do the damn thang, do the [G]damn thang
[C]A nigga might grin' but it ain't shit funny
Got a pocket fulla that,
do the damn thang [G]money, [C]heeyy
Do the damn thang, do the [G]damn thang

[Verse 4]
[C]My phone is tapped and so is
my livin' room
We can't hide the money here,
we need [G]a bigger [C]room
Let me show you what I stand fo
Jesus Schwarzenegger call me [G]commando
[C]On that Remy Martin, nigga matter fact
I ain't Fat Joe but I
can make [G]em lean [C]back
Save your ammo don't waste it
Got him dodgin' bullets like
he in the [G]matrix[C]
Jeans strapped and ya better dip
Carvin' 15, got [G]six clips
[C]Pilsbury nigga, got a lotta dough
Call me Boston george,
got [G]a lotta [C]hoes
They place orders, so I bake cakes
I'm a bodybuilder, pump
[G]a lotta [C]weight
You see the diamonds in
my damn chain
It ain't hard to tell, I do [G]the damn thang

[Verse 5]
I got a [C]pocket full of money
and my wrist all froze
So fuck what you heard we don't love them [G]hoes,
[C]heeyyy
Do the damn thang, do the [G]damn thang
[C]A nigga might grin' but it
ain't shit funny
Got a pocket fulla that,
do the damn thang [G]money, [C]heeyy
Do the damn thang, do the [G]damn thang

[Verse 6]
You [C]hatin' instead
of participatin' with them [Eb]boys
You [C]skatin' on them
22 datins like them [G]boys
I'm [C]hatin' that they communicatin'
with them boys
I'm waitin' just to send
them to Satan for that shit
[G]They see[C] a nigga stones look sick
And I gotta stack of singles in my
hand that's phone booth thick
[G]'Cause I'm so [C]hood rich
That I'm no good bitch
And even if she gotta pimp
then a hoe should switch
[G]And[C] get ridda that shit spitta,
get wit her, shit gitter
Sit wit her, hit spitter,
that [G]don't bitch chitter
[C]My style fit wit her
I tell her you don went left now you need to
go right like a [G]switch [C]hitta
I know them tricks bitter
When I'm in the six with her
So I'm in a mix with her
Forty four [G]six with her
[C]And I'm higher than a motherfucker
But a nigga try then he gon
die in this [G]motherfucker

[Verse 7]
I got a [C]pocket full of money
and my wrist all froze
So fuck what you heard we don't love them [G]hoes,
[C]heeyyy
Do the damn thang, do the [G]damn thang
[C]A nigga might grin' but it
ain't shit funny
Got a pocket fulla that,
do the damn thang [G]money, [C]heeyy
Do the damn thang,
do the [G]damn thang

[Outro 1]
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