Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Ain't Doin' Nothin' (feat. B-Legit & Willy Will), artist - E-40.
Date of issue: 31.12.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
I Ain't Doin' Nothin' (feat. B-Legit & Willy Will) |
Ugh |
Did it big last night, but today I’m payin for it |
What’s d best way to get rid of a hangover? |
drink some more of it |
You know what (what), I think you’re out from d dehydration |
They say the body needs to have electrolytes (electrolytes), electrolytes, |
yea electrolytes |
I googled it right an they say drink pedialyte (pedialyte) |
A musical tide in d orange room where I write (where I write) |
Food, sex an ma music that’s what I like (what I like) |
Chevy caprice, she rollin d trees (rollin d streets) |
We hittin d weed (hittin d weed), we gettin ghee (gettin ghee) |
Savvin it, havin it, gettin, abness attractin it |
Traffickin it, stackin it, seran plastic baggin it |
She say dealin wit you in d doin |
If I ain’t coutin money bitch den I’m in d screwin |
Move a whole lot a bras yea I’m 42in |
An when dey dealin wit d gawn then I’m goin through em |
Kinda fast too, I’m everywhere nigga not, I’m in d birds where dey bring d |
birds in they dock |
An I' d first to get d word right befo' dey flock |
An I control what they servin when d prices drop |
Lil mama if you really wanna get to know me, I can meet you on d block you can |
pull up on me |
An I be smokin hella beelas wit d little homies |
Gettin revenue, she treatin wit d hedo homey, ya dig |
I’m mixin vodka wit dis gin, bout to dive up in her friend |
Hit d weave for five, den it hold it fo' ten |
Ma eyes d same colour as ma skin an ma lips is chapped |
How ya lips get lips get black? |
From smokin too many black an mimes |
Swishers, phillies, backwards, stuffin em wid dis OG kush, pinchin outta ma |
bundle, trees is what dis OG kush |
All d youngsters call me uncle, I’ll put money on they books, when they get |
busted by the popo (bitch!) |
Hobos, no no, it’s water in d bobo, six for d artistes an three for d narkos |
Bricks got sparkle, Montana white |
Break a barrel sack about to get em off tonight |
Ma gangstaz on d bike, milli in d bushes, Minnesota nickles on d line fo' d |
kushes |
I tell em no questions, we closer to d edge, an we be takin heads fo' d bread |
(yea) |