Section Boyz - Do The Road lyrics

[Intro: Sleeks] I put my shoes on and then I do the road (Do the road) (Section) What you talking 'bout? [Verse 1: Swift] I put my shoes on then I do the road They're like "Where that yout from? He look like Coolio" I take the piss, your block's sh**, you're from a doodoo road I do your chicken, do the brick, that's what I do alone I don't window shop, money card like Yu-Gi-Oh! I get the food gone, I feel like Julio Gyally want the squad, she don't know who to blow I give her back shot, not in the booty hole Can't stand the block, I'm sitting in the studio Them man are pagans, they don't like my bros But it's not racist, his work ah sell in bulk Tré's moving strange ish, has he got the smoke? They ask me what I'm paying, you don't need to know (money) I don't like raving, but I like that show I am so wasted, how am I getting home? K will go and blaze it, so we'll do the road [Hook: Littlez] I put my shoes on and then I do the road Gotta get this money fast, hate when its slow I put my shoes on then I do the road In the trap I'm going hard, then I'm doing home I put my shoes on then I do the road I put my shoes on then I do the road I put my shoes on then I do the road In the trap I'm going hard, then I'm doing home [Verse 2: Deepee] I put my shoes on, and then I do the road Any day I keep it squaddy or move alone I get my groove on, icy like a smoothie though And any time I bruck a pack I feel like Julio Blud my shooter's truly loved, even movies and moving O's She got Louboutin's, you don't trap, then move on I get the food gone, direct from the studio I put my shoes on, but I don't have to do the road I put my shoes on, I'm doing street I'm doing shoes on, my shoes doing feet Sort 'em pie, pie, you no longer live in reach She just s**ed my body so she know she getting roach Knows she's getting roach, shoes on then I'm doing road Move on, try'na get it ghost, try'na get it Ghost, in the Focus, try'na get her ghost In the motion, when I'm there roading [Hook: Littlez] I put my shoes on and then I do the road Gotta get this money fast, hate when its slow I put my shoes on then I do the road In the trap I'm going hard, then I'm doing home I put my shoes on then I do the road I put my shoes on then I do the road I put my shoes on then I do the road In the trap I'm going hard, then I'm doing home [Verse 3: Sleeks] I put my shoes on and then I do the road Them man ain't on beef, they're like a tuna roll She do the whole squad, because she's fully grown I gave her back shots, I had her on her tippy toes Tré got crack shots, and K be selling blow They hate the damn squad, but cuh we're soon to go f** your gang spot, cause that's a city road And when that thang pop, them n***as due to blow I could roll up, pepper up the strip Make a n***a split, have you n***as ducking from the toolio n***as so dumb, why you n***as b**h? I be on the strip, just got a brick from Julio ('llow) Throw the Z's in the air, they disappear n***as think I'm trapping with the super phone (trap) From a pie to a cake (yeah), money gets made (yeah) I do my last sale then I'm doing home (I'm doing home, man) [Hook: Littlez] I put my shoes on and then I do the road Gotta get this money fast, hate when its slow I put my shoes on then I do the road In the trap I'm going hard, then I'm doing home I put my shoes on then I do the road I put my shoes on then I do the road I put my shoes on then I do the road In the trap I'm going hard, then I'm doing home