Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song What I Do, artist - Snak the Ripper. Album song Just Giver, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 28.04.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: STEALTH BOMB
Song language: English
What I Do |
I drink ‘til I puke and I smoke ‘til I sleep |
Wake up and repeat |
Cause that’s just what I do |
I’m getting money every minute I’m alive |
I don’t even got to try |
Cause that’s just what I do |
You got a problem and I hear you talkin' shit |
I’mma smack you like a bitch |
Cause that’s just what I do |
Give me a beat and I’mma teach you all a lesson |
And ain’t ever been a question |
Cause that’s just what I do |
I took this shit serious prepared to be delirious |
This clear to me you curious cause Snak is so mysterious |
If you talkin' shit, let me tell you what my theory is |
You a bloody bitch like your girlfriend on her period |
Keep acting while I make it happen laughing in the face of fakes |
Snapping necks, taking names, cashing checks, I’m changing lanes |
This is what I do, my attitude is never lose |
Cause we drinkin' hella boose and videos with hella views |
This is the sound of vandalism from the ground the man has risen |
Grammar in my mannerisms giving rap this annurism |
Still can’t even stand the sight, you backing down I plan to fight |
And every single jam I write, wrote in blood but candle light |
Random thoughts I have tonight, take your seat and hand the mic |
Eat your face Miami style |
God, I’m all like Danny Hite |
Your worst nightmare got you pissin' in the bed |
Cause you know I got a few screws missin' in my head |
I drink ‘til I puke and I smoke ‘til I sleep |
Wake up and repeat |
Cause that’s just what I do |
I’m getting money every minute I’m alive |
I don’t even got to try |
Cause that’s just what I do |
You got a problem and I hear you talkin' shit |
I’mma smack you like a bitch |
Cause that’s just what I do |
Give me a beat and I’mma teach you all a lesson |
And ain’t ever been a question |
Cause that’s just what I do |
If anybody asking where I was, I tell them home smoking |
Fuck around with me and I’mma leave your head blown open |
Leave you right where you stand with every bone broken… |
Fucking Ephin is the band advertised in slow motion |
Yeah, we makin' mad noise but you barely a commotion |
No emotion take you on a boat and dump you in the ocean |
Quit my day job, get myself a good promotion |
Ain’t orking for nobody else don’t understand the notion |
Cause every word I say will fucking dislocate your vertebrae |
You a rat in the dirt, I’m a fucking bird of prey |
You sounded stupid tryin' act like you’ve never heard of me |
Cause when it comes to rap, there ain’t a track that I ain’t murdering |
Bury shit alive I’m just looking for the shovel |
So I rap until my eyes are crooked and I’m seeing double Big trouble |
Guess I’m in it for the long run |
Pack the bong son, click replay when the song is done |
I drink ‘til I puke and I smoke ‘til I sleep |
Wake up and repeat |
Cause that’s just what I do |
I’m getting money every minute I’m alive |
I don’t even got to try |
Cause that’s just what I do |
You got a problem and I hear you talkin' shit |
I’mma smack you like a bitch |
Cause that’s just what I do |
Give me a beat and I’mma teach you all a lesson |
And ain’t ever been a question |
Cause that’s just what I do |
Tell them it’s no question, no question |
Tell them it’s no question, no question |
Tell them it’s no question, no question |
Tell them it’s no question, no questio |