J-Ro - Do It lyrics

[J-Ro] Yeah.. yo, yeah It's time to put you kids on restriction So just sit down, shut your trap up and listen Major labels are greasy like Kentucky Fried Chicken Gimme one rap career, hold the a** lickin I'm sick of the b**hin (yup) I'll send you players home like a baseball team with no pitchin I hate to lose, I'm addicted to addition Girl I brighten your life like nuclear fission So gimme the life If the punani tight it make you feel alright But back to the mission You couldn't hit if Jazze Pha, Kanye and Dre did the mixin Your whole life is fiction Like a fat girl in corduroys, too much friction I got bags of green like Peggy Lipton Be careful when you pick up this jam, it's heavy liftin [Hook: E-Swift] Just do it If you put your mind to it pursue it and do it If you like to rhyme to the music then do it Girl if you wanna grind to the music just do it What? Just do it Whatever it is, you wanna do it just do it It's all on you, just follow through and do it Ain't nobody holdin you back now, do it What? Just do it, what? Just do it [Tash] Me and J-Ro hold the mic while E-Swift pumps the drums We make it happen with the rappin while y'all n***as bump y'all gums For large sums of cash, CaTash'll wreck any party Mic sk**s is real, I'll go head up with anybody Bacardi party favorite, rockin all en-gage-a-ments I ruined yo' engagement cause I left with who you came in with My flow is so amazin it gets reviewers ravin You n***as keep repeatin, I come with new statements Shine baby shine, cause it's the top of the line Y'all keep rappin 'bout them nines 'til I pop you with mine Make you stop on a dime, and then it's Miller Time, right then I'm always standin out in a crowd, because I'm light-skinned I might bend the rules, nah n***a, CaTash break 'em It's easy meetin chicks, but it's hard as f** to shake 'em I take 'em to my house, I lay 'em flat on my couch And they can blame it on the liquor while I'm diggin 'em out [Hook] [E-Swift] I know you wanna be like me, see what I see But don't do what I do, try to be great But be great bein you, you wanna get respect You gotta pay yo' dues, play by the rules And don't follow those fools You wanna be gangster then you better have the tools Semi-automatic, teardrop tattoos And beef with crews y'all Better have a seat, I'm the bearer of bad news I ain't talkin sh** I'm just droppin a few boos My n***as hold out arms like lady sings the blues This ain't the same thing that you're used ta I ain't sellin dope or braggin 'bout how many times I'mma shoot'cha n***as can't hold me like D. Wade Can't even count the times my highlights have been replayed Rap SportsCenter, live with no delay Everybody STAND THE fu*k UP when we say [Hook]