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[Intro: Fabo] |
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Hey world, I can do it too |
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D4L, I can do it too |
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Bankhead, I can do it too |
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ATL, I can do it too |
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[Chorus: Fabo] |
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What can you do (oh), I can do it too (oh) |
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What can you do (oh), I can do it too (oh) |
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What can you do (oh), I can do it too (oh) |
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What can you do (oh), I can do it too (oh) |
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[Verse 1: Fabo] |
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I can do it wit no hands, I can stand on one toe |
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I can lean wit it, rock wit it, bitch I'm Fabo |
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You don't wanna see fo'-fo' |
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Don't test D4L, whole Bankhead we ready to go |
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When real killas at yo do', give up the blow, Mook-B |
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I was born in mackin', live it, at times shawty was low |
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In the 'hood, I was the mark, and I stunt cause I smoke 'dro |
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What can you do, I can do it too |
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Get loose, pop 1, pop 2 |
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I'm still goin', you through |
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What's happenin', what's up, I need grey goose off in my cup |
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And the geek just kicked in, can you do it like a truck |
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I gotta see my doctor, cause it's hard on the battlefield |
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That's why I keep my black shield, cause God say don't kill |
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But know that we real when we come through |
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Got to scope in my demon to hunt you |
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Got a plot and a scheme to confront you |
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Swung on the big money, gotta 1, 2 |
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All my niggas on the block gon' roll |
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All my niggas on the block gon' smoke |
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Strap-up, Stuntman, let's go |
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We're deep, we're deep, oh, oh, oh |
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[Chorus: Fabo] |
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What can you do (oh), I can do it too (oh) |
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What can you do (oh), I can do it too (oh) |
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What can you do (oh), I can do it too (oh) |
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What can you do (oh), I can do it too (oh) |
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What can you do (oh), I can do it too (oh) |
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What can you do (oh), I can do it too (oh) |
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What can you do (oh), I can do it too (oh) |
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What can you do (oh), I can do it too (oh) |
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[Verse 2] |
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What-eva you do, I can do, bet y'all niggas can't stunt like me |
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Hollywood Courts, nigga dat's so True, ain't no tellin' what the stunt might do |
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Whole car built wit big ole rims, now I got 'em lookin' like |
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Neva seen a Dodge Magnum wit emory in the head lights |
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Damn right, I buy real good |
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Trap that good in my neighborhood |
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Cross my heart and hope to die |
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Oh my Lord, stay mack, so fly |
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Why ask why, D4L, we'll neva die, fa real though |
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Still got a house on the hill, ho |
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Whateva y'all did, we can do it folk |
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[Chorus: Fabo] |
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What can you do (oh), I can do it too (oh) |
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What can you do (oh), I can do it too (oh) |
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What can you do (oh), I can do it too (oh) |
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What can you do (oh), I can do it too (oh) |
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What can you do (oh), I can do it too (oh) |
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What can you do (oh), I can do it too (oh) |
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What can you do (oh), I can do it too (oh) |
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What can you do (oh), I can do it too (oh) |
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[Verse 3: Mook-B] |
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Flip day yay, sell dem ps, I can do it too |
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You can buy that pussy and spoil that ho, I'ma leave that shit to you |
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You keep it real, stay sucker free, I do the same, too |
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I rep that Barn-Holms, nigga ask about Mook |
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You hatin' on D4L, nigga, mother**** you |
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That's why yo gurl, and yo kid's love the whole crew |
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We keep dem hits bangin', like we rockin' red and blue |
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Trill gangsta niggas, that ain't scared to damn shoot, hey |
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[Chorus: Fabo] |
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What can you do (oh), I can do it too (oh) |
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What can you do (oh), I can do it too (oh) |
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What can you do (oh), I can do it too (oh) |
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What can you do (oh), I can do it too (oh) |
