Lyrics All We Doin - Young Scooter

All We Doin

Uh huh
You know them boys by now
Had to go get my juug brother on this one
Yeah
Le' go
(Count up!)
I be on the block, with them syrup sippers (Lean!)
Them weed sellers, and them bird flippers
I be on the block, with them syrup sippers (Lean!)
Them weed sellers, and them bird flippers
All we do is hustle, get that money, make it double
All we do is hustle, get that money, make it double
All we do is hustle, get that money, make it double
All we do is hustle, get that money, make it double
A thousand to two thousand grams, I doubled it (Remix!)
You ain’t talking money, that’s irrelevant
On Tuesday whip my dope up in the frying pan
Just got a truck in, me and Juug Man
I’m a paper chaser, he a money maker
Really ain’t no difference, we both 'bout that paper
Ten toes down for them free bands
Buy a brick you know you get two hundred extra grams
Now every day I wake up, I see dollar signs
You say you wanna shine, then stay on your grind
Don’t take a day off, hustle all the time
I put wings on them bricks and let them birds fly
I blowed a couple mil' on my last deal
A hundred cash 'xact, I spent that on my last wheels
I’m on the block serving half-a-pounds on the scooter
Told my label I need an extra budget for my shooter
Yeah, I fuck with Scooter, Black Amigo got them packs (Salute)
Walk in with the money, walk out with a sack (Work)
VVS’s on my body, yeah — free bands
And all my bitches got cribs, a.k.a. «free land»
Word on the street?
(What's that?) Juug Man back
Got them pints of the lean, green, and the crack
All this work, and I still ain’t hiring?
All I do is juug, juug, juug, I’m thinking 'bout retiring, Ralph