Doin' too much, too much, 7 much, too much Don't you know that I'm the one You can't get nothin' over on me, baby Doin' too much, too much, way too much, too much You doin' too much, I'm the one I see you over there peepin' a player out from hella far away Tryin' to get with some of this here mackin' Apparently you ain't tryin' hard enough 'cause if you was You woulda been made your way over here to the V.I.P. with us Where yo' man at? What's the matter with that clown Leavin' a sharp-ass lil' broad like you up in here with all us players? Hopefully you up in here with some of yo' friends, so some of my friends Can get with some of yo' friends and turn it into somethin' I'm fin' to walk over here to the bar and get the bartender To mix me one of my customized drinks without the blender Get everybody up in the club up in here off the numb-numb juice Vodka, 7-Up, and Cran-apple juice The ladies outnumber the fellas six-to-one And me and my fellas up in here like good one pimp, we all won The pretty one's in here are hot like a dog in heat Touchin' they toes, backin' it up, and dancin' like a freak Doin' too much, too much, 7 much, too much Don't you know that I'm the one You can't get nothin' over on me, baby Doin' too much, too much, way too much, too much You doin' too much, I'm the one Man, I'm over here on super-purp' Up in the club hollerin' at somebody else's work Yeah, pimpin', I'm up on all the slang that you make up But I believe you stay about your marbles and be about your bacon Youse a player about yours and I'm sensin' and smellin' That youse one of them sharp-ass lil' sisters, huh? Might even want you to be my baby, maybe ma Speakin' upon my baby ma, here she comes And she hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie momma Same ol', same ol', dry-ass drama Comin' up in my face about the, child support Talkin' about, takin' me to court Takin' me to court, can't work me Most of these hoes be mo' full of shit Than a Christmas turkey Doin' too much, too much, 7 much, too much Don't you know that I'm the one You can't get nothin' over on me, baby Doin' too much, too much, way too much, too much You doin' too much, I'm the one Well alright ho', boss mo', player hater hater my noggin' D-Boy, people swear up and down I'm a rocker But I'm a soil block turf hog built for battle 15's in the trunk, like a snake they rattle Leave skid marks all on the gravel Drivin' like a bat outta hell to the hotel Bounce roll rock skate side to side Baby got the gin and the Astroglade I hopin' that the jimmy don't bust While I thrust much cush gush knock boots with lust Swish swush, loose nuts, drop juice drip stuff 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 much Doin' too much, too much, 7 much, too much Don't you know that I'm the one You can't get nothin' over on me, baby Doin' too much, too much, way too much, too much You doin' too much, I'm the one Baby, baby, baby, baby, you doin' too much And all the fellas say And all the ladies say And all the fellas say And all the ladies say And all the fellas say And all the ladies say © STEADY MOBBIN' MUSIC; EMI BLACKWOOD MUSIC INC.; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com