You Can Do It Too

Ah, my nigga, You could do it, too (Turn me up, turn me up) You could do it, too My nigga, You could do it, too You could do it, too You could do it, too (Just tellin' you, ya know?) Ay yo Never in a million years, I'll imagine I'll get my thrills By listening to squeals of the PJ wheels As we land, I duck down, I stick my head up My dick is being sucked down by a bitch named What Now I look in her eyes and her eyes are like an orange star Look at the reflection of my foreign car, the R&R I stick my feet out, you know the Bapes that's made of eel You know the new shits with Nigo face right on the heel I was in marching band, I was a skateboarder Jesus made wine, I couldn't make water Oxymoronic, I'm here to destroy all you hate hoarders You niggas was cool in school, now you niggas take orders I'm not dissin' your job But now you listen and nod Some Outer Limits shit, I know this position is odd Don't gasp for air You can turn blue Look, excel, nigga Trust me You could do it, too You could do it, too, young love You could do it, too, young love (huh? What?) Just watch what you do, young love And watch whose in your crew, young love It don't matter if you do drugs Or even if you threw slugs (huh? What?) You could do it, too, young love I did it, You could do it, too I know niggas is like, there's no returning when I bought that white 5-50 So white that the coke heads just might try sniff Or ordered the Phantom coupe, that's smoke pipe grey And the interior was like crack rock beige At least that's what it looked like when it was on that page I combed the whole brochure and it did not say, oh well Life's a bitch, but not too extreme Life's got a fat ass Trust me, I'ma fuck full steam I make the world cream and scream while I'm gettin' my cream I'm Coming To America, call me Prince Akeem, yes sir It's kinda weird, 'cause this our dream Kinda prophetic, you get it 'cause this, I've seen These type of visions, since I was teen I told my teacher what I saw, she said I missed Visine Laughed with the class, but with the slightest clue You be buying my shit, and I be rappin' to you But You could do it, too You could do it too young love You could do it too young love (huh? What?) Just watch what you do young love And watch whose in your crew young love (huh? What?) It don't matter if you do drugs Or even if you threw slugs (huh? What?) You could do it too young love I did it, You could do it too I know you heard the story about the dude with the attitude Pharrell, he don't even know you but he mad at you He got robbed and it seems that he has accused He's really frustrated and all that he has is you So, things propel and things excel And the next thing bang comes out the barrell And my man they accused sittin' tight up in jail Ironically close, my man Lou can hear him yell I ain't do it, but somebody dropped him flat I felt the wind from it, that was God cocking back I got a call from Virginia grandma went back The line was fluctuated but it just now went flat See, her body went down and her soul went up She sent angels around me so evil could not touch I don't lie no more, and I'm horny when I fuck Wealthy niggas with a conscience, yeah, you know what's up The wires across, and it's breeding a plague The conscience is hungry, and it's eating away Trying to make sense of it, but it's speedy in vain Up all night with the books and you read 'til the day But still ya high sadity 'cause you got a lil' paper Push a cat in the corner, trust me, it's the nature Never underestimate the things you do Read Job verse two, inhale the "ooh", and go You could do it too young love You could do it too young love (huh? What?) Just watch what you do young love And watch whose in your crew young love (huh? What?) It don't matter if you do drugs Or even if you threw slugs (huh? What?) You could do it too young love I did it, You could do it too Don't be afraid to look up in the sky (fellas) Don't be afraid to look up in the sky (my niggas) Don't be afraid to look up in the sky (fellas) Don't be afraid to look up in the sky (check it) Don't be afraid to look up in the sky (my niggas) Don't be afraid to look up in the sky (fellas) Don't be afraid to look up in the sky (my niggas) Don't be afraid to look up in the sky Let me tell you a story of my situation (I know you're bobbin' your head) Let me, let me, let me, let me tell you the story of my situation (a man like Villan) Let me, let me, let me, let me tell you story of my situation (I see you bobbin' ya head) Let me, let me, let me, let me tell you story of my situation (Rolls-Royce Music, man)