I Do This (remix) (feat. Uni Skeme, Brown) (Of Sore Losers) Lyrics & Tabs by Kendrick Lamar
I Do This (remix) (feat. Uni Skeme, Brown) (Of Sore Losers)
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The homies say I'm the trueeest! (trueeest!)
The bitches think I'm the cuteeest! (cuteeest!)
The definition what cool is,
Boy, I thought you knew this. - Bitch, I do thiiiis! [echoes]
Uuh! - I used to wanna be like Michael Jordan,
Figured that I hit the NBA and make a fortune. (make a fortune!)
Thank God for these rap recordings!
I can ball like him on every verse and chorus.
501's, Louis letterman jacket,
Little brother only 5, momma put him on my taxes.
You know that Compton ghetto shit; - that every section eight;
Tenant is familiar with. - Ooh, weeee!
They say he somethin' like the 70's, - but I'm from '87 (all right!)
With a thousand dimes! (all right!) - You got 80 sevens. (bitch!)
Gourmet sneakers! ('EY!) - Hair nappy
They say he somethin' like the 70's, - but I'm from '87 (all right!)
With a thousand dimes! (all right!) - You got 80 sevens. (bitch!)
Gourmet sneakers! ('EY!) - Hair nappy
Fuckin' all my high school teachers that was '05, bro!
And I don't like 'em if the ass thin!
And I don't wife 'em if a nigga is her best friend!
The fuck I look like?
A billion bucks, - and that's why...
The homies say I'm the trueeest! (trueeest!)
The bitches think I'm the cuteeest! (cuteeest!)
The definition what cool is,
Boy, I thought you knew this. (knew this!) - Bitch, I do thiiiis! [echoes]
Bitch, I do thiiiis! [echoes]
Bi-bi-bi- bitch, I do thiiiis! [echoes]
The definition what cool is
Boy, I thought you knew this. - Bitch, I do thiiiis! [echoes]
She lookin' at the car like she wanna fuck it!
She lookin' at the wrist like she wanna fuck it!
Hatin' on her girlfriend, just so I can fuck it!
She say she on birth control; no, I don't trust it,
Ho! - Uuh! - So give me fifty feet champ,
Run until I got a bunion and my feet cramp.
I'm in the hot spot. - I know they seats damp,
And I don't need your co-sign, that's a cheap stamp!
You-you-you, you niggas check this cash an'
I'm GT crashin', 105 off rap.
'Eey! - The little nigga got it going on,
G-5, - goin', goin', goin', gone!
Cloud-9 mind state,
I drop a record, - then I raise the crime rate.
Killin' this shit! - Where's your funeral tie?
A-B-C-D-E-F-G, fuck! - Skip to "Y"! (skip to "Y"!)
The homies say I'm the trueeest! (trueeest!)
The bitches think I'm the cuteeest! (cuteeest!)
The definition what cool is,
Boy, I thought you knew this. (knew this!) - Bitch, I do thiiiis! [echoes]
Bitch, I do thiiiis! [echoes]
Bi-bi-bi- bitch, I do thiiiis! [echoes]
The definition what cool is
Boy, I thought you knew this. - Bitch, I do thiiiis! [echoes]
She lookin' at the car like she wanna fuck it!
She lookin' at the wrist like she wanna fuck it!
Hatin' on her girlfriend, just so I can fuck it!
She say she on birth control; no, I don't trust it! (don't trust it!)
Oowww! - First off I'm a rider, bitch.
Put them 26's on a Silverado, bitccchhh!
I keep my bitch with a finer bitccchhh!
Snap my fingers, she'll go find a bitccchhh!
Tell 'em fuck-boys that I do this,
Got the best product round town, Frank Lucas.
Confuse 'em like a Rubix - cube when I roll up;
O-kay! - Subway - bread like some cold cuts;
And I drop cold cuts, - bitches go crazy!
Wild like a Haitian, I should set up shop in Haiti.
Fuck you, pay me! - Paper over pussy, nigga!
When I drop, - you ain't gettin' paper nor pussy, niggaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Bitch, I do thiiiis! [echoes]
Bi-bi-bi- bitch, I do thiiiis! [echoes]
The definition what cool is
Boy, I thought you knew this. - Bitch, I do thiiiis! [echoes]
