RayD - What It Do lyrics

[Verse 1] Yo, right from the get go, I'm gettin' you to let go I said so many times it's sounding like an ECHO Heck no, I'm always on the dot like a freckle Fifteen percent or more of the time, I'm a geco I went home to techno, I left with potential I kept it confidential, and aimed for credentials So later parentals and haters go mental They played us as gentle, parade continental Portrayed in the rain as a temple of pain I remain as a stain in the centre of sane With a predators mane, lane pa**es the train I'm the fastest to day, bringin' ashes to flames Uh Ye, that's what it do [Verse 2] This is what you came for, a rain pour of claymores Way more where that came from, need I say more? This is what the bate's for, breaking in the saints door Don't worry it's payed for, I choose how long you stay for Rustlin' the bushes, other words, vagina Haters overpopulate my plate like fine china I'm big in Japan, I'm big in ja pants It's a revolution motherf**er, dance dance And you're caged in as soon as you hop up on the stage I'm locking up bars at 16 years of age Feeling brand new, everyday is like my birthday Nobody is perfect, every other day's my worst day Stuck in the workplace, no one's in first place For pete's sake, should I start doin' what the church hates? Smirk faced, shirt laced, heard what the nerd say? Worst case, I'mma squirt spray on the nurses face Haha, that's what it do [Verse 3] Yo, I got a bunch of people chillin' And I ain't got nowhere to put 'em My basements overfillin', the fridge is overfilled with puddin' I wouldn't of brought 'em knowing it was sparse Cause people are jumping 'cross the room like they know martial arts Then it starts, knocks at the front door People lined up to the street Heard me rhyming on the beat Someone climbed up in a tree What more can there be? Where's my drawer full o' weed? Next door, there's a bore running free You ain't heard no sh** like me, homie Take a bow on your knee down to me, slowly Please don't try to be a smarty I can kinda get retarded with the mardi gras Party y'all, sipping on bacardi all night And rippin' guys trippin' slide slippin' Sippin' opened bottled liquor, getting sicker 'Til we slip in it Good chron, wanna get a footlong blunt Trauma, marijuana, bun it with our hoods on Ha Ye, and that's what it do! Dilly Uhhhh, yo I got one more, I guess I'll hit 'em with it [Verse 4] I'm in the circle with Steve Urkle, getting purple nurples Tried to run away over the hurdle but I lost my girdle All I wanna do is plant my seed, and females are fertile And my weed's so crystally, it's like a pale turtle Then it starts to curdle so I'm giving it to other peeps Can I get some vizine please, 'case my mother sees Bundle up warm for the weather or you're gonna freeze Girls liked my clothes, so I went and got another steeze Brother please, utter these lyrics while I cut her D's Sober, she's over me Drunk, I'm in her ovaries Slower please, I'm mashin' her eggs like the overeasy done Dumb c*nt, have fun goin' overseas Sorry... Peace!