Things That You Do
Uh, uh, uh
Jigga man
Uh oh
MC
That's right
Swizz Beatz
Uh uh
C'mon
It's the things that you do
That make me feel so
(Inhale, exhale, breathe on it for me
Well I don't know the way I feel
I can't explain
I love you, you thug
Look at what you make the clubs do
It's the things that you do
That make me feel so
Exhale, breathe on it for me)
Well I don't know the way I feel
I can't explain
I love you, you thug
Look at what you make the clubs do
You know the flow Jigga know
Sicka flow
You know what me and Swizz's shit sound like
Crazed and demonic
Uh, without blazing chronic
Product of Reaganomics
You know that muthafuckin' stoop raised me
Ringin' in da hoops but I was too lazy
School made me sick
Teachers said I was too crazy
Low and behold
It's the new and improved Jay-Z
Let me explain it's the you baby
I spent nights out
Days in
Niggaz was blazing
Twelve noon where I was raised in
I felt caged in but kept roaming
Prayed for the Day of Atonement
Married to the streets
No date of annulment
It seems every time it come up
They postpone it
So I kept my chrome at the waist
Waiting for the omen
Savoring the moment
And now you know
the reason that I flow the way I flow, baby
It's the things that you do
That make me feel so
Inhale, exhale, breathe on it
Well I don't know the way I feel
I can't explain
I love you, you thug
Bounce, shake, bounce, shake
Look at what you make the clubs do
It's the things that you do
That make me feel so
Exhale, breathe on it for me
Well I don't know the way I feel
I can't explain
I love you, you thug
Look at what you make the clubs do
Drop, bounce, yo
You know I move like an ounce
Bottled up like crack
That's how I make you bounce like that
Defy Webster's words they can't pronounce like that
That's why no other rapper got a sound like that
Trap, trap of my life
Flashback, kill niggas
Rap skills unmatched
Jigga man, baby
I can't entertain it
Sometimes I can't explain it
God given, gifts of a soul for hard living
Far be it from me to question the lost wisdom
Could've been lost in the system
Instead I'm involved with the rhythm
A dark prison came out escape from car collision
I know I must be part of some mission
Shit I used take it for granted
why they placed me on this planet
I would ask myself while writing raps to myself
But right there under my nose
was the flow of all flows
Not a demon but a rose in the cement
Come on
It's the things that you do
That make me feel so
Inhale, exhale, breathe on it MC
Well I don't know the way I feel
I can't explain
I love you, you thug
Bounce, shake, shake it, uh
Look at what you make the clubs do
It's the things that you do
That make me feel so
Exhale
Well I don't know the way I feel
I can't explain
I love you, you thug
Lights out niggas
Look at what you make the clubs do
You know I've traveled through zones
Homes spazzed like a bad back
I came into this game on Jaz's back
I jumped off stood on my own like boom
That's that yeah I'm here to show improve
Don't matter to me the Garden or flowing on Clue
Whatever niggas wanna do
It's alright with me
Whether you big or bossy
Jig or flossy
Dusty or musty
Sober or saucy
Broker than entire bridges
Richer than Bill Cosby
Forgive me for my arrogance or you still salty?
Past on to the next life and you still haunt me
I'ma keep doing me unfortunately
I make the club rock
Make thugs pop guns
Make old folks do the bus stop
Can't stop son
Shit I give you what's hot and what's not
I never knew
Y'all (niggas) know (niggas)
How
I do niggas
It's the things that you do
That make me feel so
Ah ha exhale, inhale
Well I don't know the way I feel
I can't explain
I love you, you thug
Look at what you make the clubs do
It's the things that you do
That make me feel so
In-hale, ex-hale
Well I don't know the way I feel
I can't explain
I love you, you thug
Bounce, shake, ladies
Look at what you make the clubs do
It's the things that you do
That make me feel so
Well I don't know the way I feel
I can't explain
I love you, you thug
Look at what you make the clubs do
It's the things that you do
That make me feel so
Well I don't know the way I feel
I can't explain
I love you, you thug
Lights out niggas)
Look at what you make the clubs do
It's the things that you do
That make me feel so
Well I don't know the way I feel
I can't explain
I love you, you thug
Look at what you make the clubs do
It's the things that you do
That make me feel so
Well I don't know the way I feel
I can't explain
I love you, you thug
Look at what you make the clubs do
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