Chris Brown - What I Do ft. Plies

Versuri Chris Brown - What I Do ft. Plies

[Shout] 
Just incase you forgot, we go by the runners, hold up 
Chris Brown, this what we do, we do this 
 
I be throwin' up my cash, actin' like money aint a thang, yeah (yeah) 
I'm just speedin' down this fast lane, stuntin' and they mad cause they cant, yeah 
I'm Feelin' like a can't lose 
And when they ask me bout the cars, and the girls, and the cribs 
I just tell em' it's what I do (its what I do) 
It's what I do, hey, it's what I do 
 
Everywhere I go they show me love, so I give it back 
Throw a couple stacks up in the air cause imma get it back 
See somethin' sexy up in here, imma bring it back 
They keep on runnin' back, they keep on comin' back 
 
Everybody knows CB see me, sittin' in the front row, playa 
Stuntin' with my J's on, and it's all for them haterz, yeah 
We get into that Guap boi, my money to long boi, we do this for fun boi. 
 
I be throwin' up my cash, actin' like money aint a thang, yeah (yeah) 
I'm speedin' down this fast lane, stuntin' and they mad cause they cant, yeah 
I'm Feelin' like a can't lose 
And when they ask me bout the cars, and the girls, and the cribs 
I just tell em' it's what I do (its what I do) 
It's what I do, hey, it's what I do 
NaNaNa, NaNaNa, NaNaNa, NaNaNaah 
NaNaNa, NaNaNa, NaNaNa, ey ey it's what I do 
 
Single once again, I'm bout to go where I never been 
Gone with the wind, cause that ish irrelevant. 
We can get it in, I mean get it in 
And I got stamina so don't forget to bring a friend 
 
Nah bring ten, but they gotta be tens 
Now that's a hundred them, let the runners in, yeah yeah 
So I give it like an elegist, my CD's sellin out you aint married to the game you celibate  
 
I be throwin' up my cash, actin' like money aint a thang, yeah (yeah) 
I'm speedin' down this fast lane, stuntin' and they mad cause they cant, yeah 
I'm Feelin' like a can't lose 
And when they ask me bout the cars, and the girls, and the cribs 
I just tell em' it's what I do (its what I do) 
It's what I do, hey, it's what I do, yeah 
NaNaNa, NaNaNa yeah, NaNaNa, NaNaNaah yeah 
NaNaNa, NaNaNa yeah, NaNaNa, ey ey it's what I do 
 
I keep cash on me, no black cards 
They don't know what dem is, I deal with hood brauds 
That's a nine on me, that's no ipod, you want my watch homie gimmie five bricks for it 
I got the mazerati, I had to lick for it, we all luv to talk, that's what I paid for it 
He say I bought fleet, and all of em mine, four brauds with me, and all of em dimes 
Six chains on me, and all of em shines 
I got my bread right, feels like im 6'9 
Aint just hot in mine, I'm hot in every city, she want a pretty boy I brought Chris Breezy wit me 
 
I be throwin' up my cash, actin' like money aint a thang, yeah (yeah) 
I'm just speedin' down this fast lane, stuntin' and they mad cause they cant, yeah 
I'm Feelin' like a can't lose 
And when they ask me bout the cars (cars), and the girls (girls), and the cribs (cribs) 
I just tell em' it's what I do (its what I do) 
It's what I do, hey, it's what I do, yeah 
NaNaNa (nana), NaNaNa (nana), NaNaNa (nana), NaNaNaah 
NaNaNa (nanaah), NaNaNa (nana), NaNaNa (nana) 
hey hey It's What I Do