Destiny's Child - Let's Do It lyrics

Man I f**ed a lotta b**hes man Made a lotta money, made a lotta enemies Would I do this sh** all over again, I dunno That's a good question, would you do your life over again? I know I f** fat a** Tasha one more time if I have nothing else to do I f** that b**h one more time, that a** was fat Yo, Shorty get a desk and chair now wit the guess appear But if you knew my life you'd shed a tear where from the f**ed up scar to the tough luck bar to my cousin fightin' Chapters in a crushed up car I handled live beef from the Pluriel I beef capeshe a few cats tried to muirelize me 'Cause I drive a fresh Benz and collect ends but I lost brothers Some best friends word life, we all bredgren but we all speak And nobody budgin' 'cause we all stubbrin' yeah, we let the hate rise Give each other fake fives look back peripheral give each other Snake eyes, true in all sequels you too of all people, guess they Right money is the root of all evil a n***a front on them though I triggered at em', I don't know Big it's just the type of n***a I am I live my life a thug live my life wit d** f** everybody else I live my life for Blood, so Lexus, Moff and I got's to keep Triste near 'Cause Blood suppose to be here All those times we sung, all those crimes we've done All those times was fun but would you do it again? All those times we sung, all those crimes we've done All those times was fun but would you do it again? One of my worst fears, is being stuffed in a hearse Six feet deep being crushed my the earth Bury me wit rings so when I'm plucked from the earth Every motherf**er see how much it was worth Oh you stressin' my best misjudgin' of my worst And all my life put in nothin' but work Y'all talk about how I was such a big flirt And I never slowed down 'cause I was f**in' with skirts I mean since the early days I was cuttin' from church Y'all talk about things I've done to my life You talk about things that I've done to my wife I know where I'm going so I can come in a crisis I do this for my n***as, who never get no cheddar For my n***as up state, that'll never get a letter For my vitally sick, that would never get no better For my n***as in the cold, that would never get a sweater For the life I lead and things I done A n***a went to school I had to bring my gun A n***a had to hustle I had to slung them drums As the man of the house I had to bring income All those times we sung, all those crimes we've done All those times was fun but would you do it again? All those times we sung, all those crimes we've done All those times was fun but would you do it again? Yo, this life I should rock again? Stand on this motherf**in' block again? Almost get shot again see alotta men get shot up bad Back up hobbilin', sista out gossipin' so I don't rhyme For executives, it's imparitive do it for my jail berg consecutive Get my messages, hell no or my block n***a never live One room 7 kid, screamin' mother overhead two plates One fork sour milk and a loaf of bread but I shook it off Smiled of course kid, my girl wild out on some child support sh** I'm out exhausted obsolete y'all but girls will flip like Dominique Daws I'm not here to teach y'all Just here to reach y'all if I do my life over, I repeat all All those times we sung, all those crimes we've done All those times was fun but would you do it again? All those times we sung, all those crimes we've done All those times was fun but would you do it again? All those times we sung, all those crimes we've done All those times was fun but would you do it again? All those times we sung, all those crimes we've done All those times was fun but would you do it again?