Fabolous - Imma Do It lyrics

[Chorus] The block got my back, and my boys do too And my baby momma tripping saying she need more loot Every block every hood, every ghetto got beef Gotta heater on my lap and another in the back sh**, how'm I supposed to cope with all this stress on me Errybody and their momma call the feds on me I don't knew it, I'mma do it, I'mma do it (I'mma do it) Look I don't knew it I'mma do it, I'mma do it (I'mma do it) I got money in my head but I'm riding in the drop (drop) drop (drop) drop (drop) drop (drop) [Verse 1] Yeaah, feeling just like JFK In the city that little fly like JFK Sometimes La Guardia, I ain't gonna lie to ya If looks can k** then my style might bother ya That's why I'm with Nadia, I call my gun Nadia When she say hi to ya, Ba-ba-bye to ya Make it sound like saudia Arabia, maybe ya haters ya Watch what he say to her, Ya think I can hold my head high or die or I can live and duck My attitude is celibate, I don't give a f** [Chorus] The block got my back, and my boys do too And my baby momma tripping saying she need more loot Every block every hood, every ghetto got beef Gotta heater on my lap and another in the back sh**, how'm I supposed to cope with all this stress on me Errybody and their momma call the feds on me I don't knew it, I'mma do it, I'mma do it (I'mma do it) Look I don't knew it I'mma do it, I'mma do it (I'mma do it) I got money in my head but I'm riding in the drop (drop) drop (drop) drop (drop) drop (drop) [Verse 2] Yaa Who are you to tell me how to conduct myself Why don't you practice safe s** and go f** yourself The rumor is that I'm a hazard to a s**ers health I coulda told you that, Ya I coulda told you that Picture me, now I'm fly, Where is them exposures at Right here, on my lap that's where my composure's at I'm back like a gun co*ked I'm so cool, that If go to hell, all I'll need is my sunblock n***a hold your head high and die, or live and duck My attitude it celibate, I don't give a f** [Chorus] The block got my back, and my boys do too And my baby momma tripping saying she need more loot Every block every hood, every ghetto got beef Gotta heater on my lap and another in the back sh**, how'm I supposed to cope with all this stress on me Errybody and their momma call the feds on me I don't knew it, I'mma do it, I'mma do it (I'mma do it) Look I don't knew it I'mma do it, I'mma do it (I'mma do it) I got money in my head but I'm riding in the drop (drop) drop (drop) drop (drop) drop (drop) [Verse 3] I mean lets be honest Ya never liked a n***a Trying to lesbian this So I kept the strap on Clap off clap on, lights out like flights out You could be departed Never me who started I Lambo gallard it I am vehically challenged That means the car is retarded But regardless, I'm tin man, heartless No love hate son, looking for love get a show on VH1 n***a hold your head high and die, or live and duck My attitude is virgin, still don't give a f** [Chorus] The block got my back, and my boys do too And my baby momma tripping saying she need more loot Every block every hood, every ghetto got beef Gotta heater on my lap and another in the back sh**, how'm I supposed to cope with all this stress on me Errybody and their momma call the feds on me I don't knew it, I'mma do it, I'mma do it (I'mma do it) Look I don't knew it I'mma do it, I'mma do it (I'mma do it) I got money in my head but I'm riding in the drop (drop) drop (drop) drop (drop) drop (drop)