Gotta Do It

[Intro: Karlous Miller]

(Laco!)

We doin' this one for the DEI

(Big Boy, we back with another one)

Or for the VIPs, yeah

[Chorus: Big K.R.I.T.]

Sometimes you gotta do it

Wax on, wax off, kick back, get your lick back like karate movies

Clean underneath the car seat, Marcus Garvey, I just gotta move it

Out of the situation that they put me in

Mad that candy paint go well with Nubian

Sometimes you gotta do it, like the players back in the day

Never fakin' the funk, never fuck wit the fake (Sometimes you gotta do it)

Like uh, like all thе playa players back in the day

Nevеr fakin' the funk, never fuck wit the fake (Sometimes you gotta do it)

[Verse 1: Big K.R.I.T.]

Like the UGKs and the MJGs and 8Balls

For me, they pave the way, can’t forget the scar on face

In the ghetto with my boys, mind playin' tricks for days

If you're huggin' on the curb then your elbows bound to scrape

No band aids for the low-lows

It cost a grip to slab a color change, a snow globe

Nigga I’m out here, popped the top like fields with springs a no-go

For all the times they wasn’t riding low with no show

[Chorus: Big K.R.I.T.]

Sometimes you gotta do it

Wax on, wax off, kick back, get your lick back like karate movies

Clean underneath the car seat, Marcus Garvey, I just gotta move it

Out of the situation that they put me in

Mad that candy paint go well with Nubian

Sometimes you gotta do it, like the players back in the day

Never fakin' the funk, never fuck wit the fake (Sometimes you gotta do it)

Like uh, like all the playa players back in the day

Never fakin' the funk, never fuck wit the fake (Sometimes you gotta do it)

[Verse 2: Big K.R.I.T.]

Like the kings in Egypt, crushed up velvet, regal

Stitch and tuck like weavers for the blacker the berry people

Digi dash them features, bowling ball with the swirl, I don’t see us

On top of the game like steeples, comin' down, pourin' up by the liter

Tab of the neck this flow, I’m a gift from the high I know

Came out mama womb wearing a bow

She said, "Gon' let your neon glow"

Ain't no stopping me, be on go

'Cause it’ll be times when the sun don't shine and you all alone

And no one's around but love to show

[Chorus: Big K.R.I.T.]

Sometimes you gotta do it

Wax on wax off, kick back, get your lick back like karate movies

Clean underneath the car seat, Marcus Garvey, I just gotta move it

Out of the situation that they put me in

Mad that candy paint go well with Nubian

Sometimes you gotta do it, like the players back in the day

Never fakin' the funk, never fuck wit the fake (Sometimes you gotta do it)

Like uh, like all the playa players back in the day

Never fakin' the funk, never fuck wit the fake (Sometimes you gotta do it)

[Outro: Karlous Miller]

Laco!

Big Boy, we back with another one

To everybody that got an old school that ain’t running

But you won’t sell it, this your jam

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