We Do

Song

We Do

Chingy · PowerBallin' · 2004 · 3:18

Lyrics

Hoooooo! G-I-B, Get It Boys, Chingy Rich Money, O.G. Beats, ya heard me? We gettin it out here y'all Triple platinum, we back at it again Here the next album come for ya You ready to feel it? You want some of this? Get it boys! We making niggas go back to the lab Re-create they album, derrty that's how we doin this The Get It Boys, and you know you see us out We got that shit, let's go (We do!) Who keep it crackin in the club? (We do!) Who got them whips with them dubs? (We do!) Who gloss hard on them scrubs? (We do!) Who got them suckas with them slugs? (We do!) Who by the bar showin love? (We do!) You want it then who got them guns? (We do!) Who stuck them haters in the mud? (We do!) Who always blazin up that bud? (We do!) You a millionaire? So what nigga? Me too! The only cat with a steering wheel that's see-through Grill worth 5 G's, my words ain't cheap, fool Niggas like how he get diamonds all in them teeth too Try to jack me, my crew piranhas that'll eat you Freeze pop, motherfucker, my dogs'll heat you St. Louis my city so nobody believe you Nigga, killers on yo' side, so what? (We do!) Who keep it crackin in the club? (We do!) Who got them whips with them dubs? (We do!) Who gloss hard on them scrubs? (We do!) Who got them suckas with them slugs? (We do!) Who by the bar showin love? (We do!) You want it then who got them guns? (We do!) Who stuck them haters in the mud? (We do!) Who always blazin up that bud? (We do!) Now who got the city by the cajones? Who front dope to the man who front dope To the man who front to yo' homies? Pimpin you owe me, don't even know it, don't even know me So don't disrespect, give it up, bow down to the one and only King of the trill, in the underground you see me on the throne But hold the phone, just keepin it warm until the pimp come home Bitch then it's on, Get It Boys and UGK we 'bout it Money, power and respect, you ain't gotta ask who got it nigga (We do!) Who keep it crackin in the club? (We do!) Who got them whips with them dubs? (We do!) Who gloss hard on them scrubs? (We do!) Who got them suckas with them slugs? (We do!) Who by the bar showin love? (We do!) You want it then who got them guns? (We do!) Who stuck them haters in the mud? (We do!) Who always blazin up that bud? (We do!) Got niggas on the lamb Got chicks actin freaky like a tam All about who's slim In a Nike jumpsuit with the tilted brim Don't worry that's him, C-H-I-N-G-Y and 'em Don't you know we all in, materialist just got us ballin Pass a number to your friend Hop in the Benz, we can all strip the wind Then we can get some ends Spend on chrome rims Who that nigga that be gettin them ends? Who that nigga that'll cop that Benz? Who that nigga that'll bust that gat? Who them niggas that'll hit yo' gat? (We do!) Who keep it crackin in the club? (We do!) Who got them whips with them dubs? (We do!) Who gloss hard on them scrubs? (We do!) Who got them suckas with them slugs? (We do!) Who by the bar showin love? (We do!) You want it then who got them guns? (We do!) Who stuck them haters in the mud? (We do!) Who always blazin up that bud? (We do!)

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