Oh. Cee - Gotta Do

I'm classic like super Nintendo
Dreamcast n****s tryna see what I be into
You flexin' all them whips they be rentals
You n****s gettin money but ya son ain't got no tennis shoes
I'm findin' it hard to get rid of you
Didn't wanna use violence, guess it's somethin' that i gotta do
Gotta do
Gotta do
Gotta do
Gotta do

Whats up with you?
You look uncomfortable
Must be feelin' some type of way, them words got under you
Cup of noodles got more drip then shit... all of you
N****s remind of sum bitches, colored hair doos
Lemme wipe my lenses, get a clear view
Lemme be specific, n***a fuck you
You get top of the line service, through this drive thru
This bitch always make me nervous, cause' she liable
To get this thing brackin', just in spite of you
I think the feds tappin', hear that beepin' foo
Shiiitt, they not lookin for me, they not lookin for u
They ain't got nothing for me, but got a lot for you
Snitch ass. bitch ass n***a
Daddy was a real one, you not a chip off the brick lil n***a
Probably got him sick lil' n***a
Shittttt, if u was mines, i'd be pissed lil n***a

I'm classic like super Nintendo
Dreamcast n****s tryna see what I be into
You flexin' all them whips they be rentals
You n****s gettin money but ya son ain't got no tennis shoes
I'm findin' it hard to get rid of you
Didn't wanna use violence, guess it's somethin' that i gotta do
Gotta do
Gotta do
Gotta do
Gotta do

Wassup with you fraud ass nigga
Ol hoe ass n***a, I ain't tryna break the law ass n***a
I pull up to yo house, and you come out, sayin you can't go no where, cause' you waiting on a call ass n***a
You actin' like a braud hoe n***a
You ain't bussin' no plays, you drop the ball lil' n***a
I'll scrappy put paws on these n****s, pray to god or allah, you see tomorrow lil' n***a
Ooooh that boy clean and he on
Bond 9 my cologne
A couple throw away phones
Couple n****s in my city I put on
Gave game out for free
Just to show n****s love
How this bitch tryin' say something to me
Betta watch how you speak
For you spittin' up ya teeth
If you can believe you can achieve
Member that shit from school
So I practice what I preach

I'm classic like super Nintendo
Dreamcast n****s tryna see what I be into
You flexin' all them whips they be rentals
You n****s gettin money but ya son ain't got no tennis shoes
I'm findin' it hard to get rid of you
Didn't wanna use violence, guess it's somethin' that i gotta do
Gotta do
Gotta do
Gotta do
Gotta do

Written by:
Randall Carroll

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