M Swiss - Do Ya Thang (feat. Roscoe Phidela)
(MS)
yea, ya boy Swiss and my boy in crime Roscoe man. now baby let me see ya do ya thang
(MS Chorus)
yea, baby you shinin like my rang, pop that make ya ass bang, drop that now put in alittle slang, now hip hop Do,Do,Do,Do, do ya thang.
(ms)
yea, i make shorty do what her mama told her not to, damn shorty can dance and she hot too, she already had on 1 chain now she got two, shorty drop that you got to, and i make hits like hammers and nails, i make people locked up be jammin in jail, she wi
ggle that ass make me holla code red, yea i dot my I's more then the red dots aimed at ya foer head, Diggy-Dang, make that ass Clap-Hang, like my strap thang, and in this rap game, how about my rap name, i know shorty like it cause its on her chain, and
pain is love but love is pain, baby i'm clean i tossed out the caine,
make hits that these people can exchange, most for the ladies but some for da thugs, the ones that love the sticky bud, and they pants like mine sag to da mud, so what up baby can the playa just cut, cause i know you like the way my hands on ya butt, so
can chillin, go to feelin, go to drillin, got to cracks on ya ceilin, like no other, girls say i'm a cold hearted brother, but they liein to ya, why would i go through all this to do ya, well maybe thats at the bottom of the list, but what about the ice
surroundin ya wrist, roll ya ass round and round like a boomerang, now drop down girl do ya thang.
(Chorus x2)
(ro)
a yo, i got this.
shorty make money for the don, con artist, Roscoe ron the hardest, motherfucker alive, and the only way i leave this earth is suicide, and the only way you stop me from rappin is to put me on pause, and i don't except uknown calls, but mama if its cool y
ou can suck or touch on my balls, but thats all, unless you got something else on ya mind, or something else you want to find, while ya boy stay on the grind, sho'nuff, i'm ruff, and tough, for any sitution, and if it invovles guns perfect i'll take em,
and break em, apart like legos, shorty flip that ass over like my eggo's, and make it hop and pop then let me touch it, you a freak then let me do it in public, nothing above it, and honey i like the way you carry that ass, and if it was a person i would
probally marry that ass, but the point is how we goin do this here, and i know i ain't the only person here, but i am the only person without fear, without tears, but sometimes they show, and some people know, and at times i leave don't know where to go
, so what about lettin me hit that, or even get that, cause we ain't got that much time to waste, and sean paul said it the best i stick to my girls like paste. yeah boy.
(Chorus x2)
(ms/ [ro])
pop that ass shorty and make it roll, [yea girl i like that ass fo sho,]
stop girl and make it grind, [yea shorty its time to unwhind]
make it pop once maybe baby twice, [yea shorty its time to be naughty not nice]
up and down, round and round, [make that booty touch the ground]
this is straight hip-hop no r/b shit, [Roscoe and Swiss thats a hit.]
(chorus)
yea, ya boy Swiss and my boy in crime Roscoe man. now baby let me see ya do ya thang
(MS Chorus)
yea, baby you shinin like my rang, pop that make ya ass bang, drop that now put in alittle slang, now hip hop Do,Do,Do,Do, do ya thang.
(ms)
yea, i make shorty do what her mama told her not to, damn shorty can dance and she hot too, she already had on 1 chain now she got two, shorty drop that you got to, and i make hits like hammers and nails, i make people locked up be jammin in jail, she wi
ggle that ass make me holla code red, yea i dot my I's more then the red dots aimed at ya foer head, Diggy-Dang, make that ass Clap-Hang, like my strap thang, and in this rap game, how about my rap name, i know shorty like it cause its on her chain, and
pain is love but love is pain, baby i'm clean i tossed out the caine,
make hits that these people can exchange, most for the ladies but some for da thugs, the ones that love the sticky bud, and they pants like mine sag to da mud, so what up baby can the playa just cut, cause i know you like the way my hands on ya butt, so
can chillin, go to feelin, go to drillin, got to cracks on ya ceilin, like no other, girls say i'm a cold hearted brother, but they liein to ya, why would i go through all this to do ya, well maybe thats at the bottom of the list, but what about the ice
surroundin ya wrist, roll ya ass round and round like a boomerang, now drop down girl do ya thang.
(Chorus x2)
(ro)
a yo, i got this.
shorty make money for the don, con artist, Roscoe ron the hardest, motherfucker alive, and the only way i leave this earth is suicide, and the only way you stop me from rappin is to put me on pause, and i don't except uknown calls, but mama if its cool y
ou can suck or touch on my balls, but thats all, unless you got something else on ya mind, or something else you want to find, while ya boy stay on the grind, sho'nuff, i'm ruff, and tough, for any sitution, and if it invovles guns perfect i'll take em,
and break em, apart like legos, shorty flip that ass over like my eggo's, and make it hop and pop then let me touch it, you a freak then let me do it in public, nothing above it, and honey i like the way you carry that ass, and if it was a person i would
probally marry that ass, but the point is how we goin do this here, and i know i ain't the only person here, but i am the only person without fear, without tears, but sometimes they show, and some people know, and at times i leave don't know where to go
, so what about lettin me hit that, or even get that, cause we ain't got that much time to waste, and sean paul said it the best i stick to my girls like paste. yeah boy.
(Chorus x2)
(ms/ [ro])
pop that ass shorty and make it roll, [yea girl i like that ass fo sho,]
stop girl and make it grind, [yea shorty its time to unwhind]
make it pop once maybe baby twice, [yea shorty its time to be naughty not nice]
up and down, round and round, [make that booty touch the ground]
this is straight hip-hop no r/b shit, [Roscoe and Swiss thats a hit.]
(chorus)
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