Do Ya Thang

[Verse 1: Royce Da 5'9"] Nothin' says friend more than starvin' with your neighbor Nothin' says family like arguin' and make up Nothin' says wake up like that cold air Comin' through that plastic on your window in November That breeze gave me chills like my introspective pen does No intellect formed against us shall prosper Noodles mixed with ketchup, stale pasta I tossed it in the garbage in the can that's outside Don't you tell papa; precious or fresh dressin' Got me stealin' out the register for booster sales If they don't pass me in school then the institution fails If you hoopin' good you cool, but I represent the tales So motherfuck your trust, double-dutch, Hula-hoop betrayals Dinnertime we got the message well before our food Puttin' jelly on a sandwich from a deli cart, lose In the alley cops finna search and we gettin chased through there We was not in the winner's circle, we just played too square I done got brain from Spain, Spokane to Maine And all I'm tryna do is bang cocaine Lorraine I applied my brand new mantra when I found the art Tell my consciousness buyin' new watches for my counterparts We make paper, you party, we play Vegas Nothing besides reign surrounded me when we make wagers I'm fuckin' the girl of my dreams and we their favorite That BMWi green like DeRay Davis I be givin' orders out to niggas' mommas like their grandpa Trappin' is for rappers, I be grindin' like the dancehall I don't know astrology, I just know I'm a Cancer, male Eatin' south of France, he who doubts the man, can't prevail Back when Guru used to manifest the rhyme I was known for nothin' less than just a candidate for crime In and out of Ibiza, spendin' power of Visa Standin' the test of time like the Leaning Tower of Pisa In my D-zone so the bitches gon' sweat it Got the same piece of chrome Sweets loaned Bishop on credit Got the Glock Craig used to help out Smokey and Day Day with The .38 Mad Dog used to pop JJ with [Chorus] You don't wanna end up on my bad side Why don't you let me project some of this good on you? If I ever pick up on a bad vibe It's all that it's gonna take then I'm good on you Go on do your thing, go on do your thing Go on do your thing, go on do your thing I'ma let you finish tellin' that lie Go on do your thing, girl do your thing [Scratches: DJ Premier] Do my thang Do my thang Do ya thang Do my thang [Verse 2: Royce Da 5'9"] Walk up in a strip club lookin' for me a mind to rape It's Friday so I may stimulate the economy I don't recollect if I ever offered advice Make sure you walk it like you talk it or pay the ultimate price All you petty bloggers and trolls, forever callin' me broke If my money funny, then y'all must be Eddie, Martin in Life Fuck the social network, if we talkin' you bring your boss then Tell them I got two Deserts—I call them the Winklevoss twins Dodgin' the fake, dark man, dubbin' a cape All of us are marked men, this hits on y'all I'm Zartan, scar on the face Real recognize real, who cares what you foreigners say My predators from the nation of Islam, corner and pray Fuck what comparisons say Ain't got no roof, you just wear a toupée The coop ain't got no shoes like Eric Benét Baby, I'm poppin', I got like eight or nine watches Kick my feet up, check the time on my ankle like I'm Affion Crockett [Chorus] You don't wanna end up on my bad side Why don't you let me project some of this good on you? If I ever pick up on a bad vibe It's all that it's gonna take then I'm good on you Go on do your thing, go on do your thing Go on do your thing, go on do your thing I'ma let you finish tellin' that lie Go on do your thing, girl do your thing You don't wanna end up on my bad side Why don't you let me project some of this good on you? If I ever pick up on a bad vibe It's all that it's gonna take then I'm good on you Go on do your thing, go on do your thing Go on do your thing, go on do your thing I'ma let you finish tellin' that lie Go on do your thing, girl do your thing