Chip Tha Ripper - Do That sh** lyrics

I love it when you do that sh** Girl go on head and get it Move like you move it if you don't I love when you do that sh** Girl go on head and get it Drop it down bring it up and let it roll I love when you Do that sh** yea Do that sh** uh Do that sh** yeah Do that sh** I love when you do that sh** uh Do that sh** yeah Do that sh** uh Do that sh** I wounder how she do that man hold up Lil momma allmost got my thing swold up Spind a couple dallors on ya chan so what Gotta hunder ones we can hit the damn truck Wait did I say I had a hundred ones my bad. A b**h will never evea say she had a dallor I had no The only b**h I prolly ever spent cash on prolly Was stupid head to see if I could last long Hit the a** gone puumm me so fly Gettin blowed in the back of the g 4 Grap a towl hurry up skeet skeet ohh I said my bad what cha lookin at me foo I want a bad b**h caz I'm a damn fool Girl you gotta do somthings them hoes can't do Come to my till room 129 I just gotta see ya one more time [Chorus] Let me know you ant scaard girl don't be acting like that You know what I came to see gone trough that a** back What chyou thought it was just me and all fats It's a hundred slab n***as where the f** your friends at I tell a b**h get down then get down I'm a stand up you can set down Pull up to your house not so fast we f**in in here right (yup) got your a** I am so cool, locos on boo if you think you was gettin paid the jokes on you Open up my hotel don't look on tha floor You'll see one pair of pumps and 4 pair of shall toes Yeah I share hoes b**h I'm from the slab As soon as they heard the name they aske like me now I just want to grab don't worry about me you just worry about stayin on beat [Chorus] [Lil Wayne:] Money to be made best belive a n***a clockin I runned my self like a quarter back option I pictured 10 gs tell the b**h to go shoppin She buy her self some cloths and she broght me back a chopper See a n***a tryin to kick it but you know I don't play soccer I am all about my cake I am tryin to marry betty crocker A package on the way and on my whip game proper And enugh for one keya see 70 thousend dallors Now I was shootin dice smokin on a joint I bet with yo gotti he hit 5 stright points And yo we keep hustlin yo we keep grindin You rap about money and a n***a might sign ya Rap about me a n***a might find ya But now nine in ya a** with your head right behind ya Dope game b**h let his momma worry bout em You can halla at me