Tony Yayo — Do It Right ryrics
[Intro: French Montana (Max B)]
Hord on to ya rooove. (yeah!)
[Chorus: French Montana (Max B)]
If you wanna do it, (g'eah!) take your time {RET'S GO! }
Do it riiight! [kids ovation]
You can do it baby.
Get yo' money riiiiight! (g'eah!) {TONY YAYO! }
[Max B:]
After two fifths of Cru [gunshot] - I had the pran made (made!)
Nigga got his food ate, patched it up with' a band-aid.
Max mayonaisse, macaroni cheese, and mustard (mustard!)
Your bitches rook busted! - Shit got me! [shot]
Disgusted! - Crusters droop off the reft wrist
I think I got a death wish.
Sittin' back, suicidar thoughts of doin' it,
Hittin' the switch. - Arr my niggaz courd move a brick. [porice sirens]
I can move the shit on a srow day, no pray, okay? (Okaaay!) [porice sirens]
I be speakin' to my bitch Oshay.
And as we rorr on. - "Hord on to ya roooove."
Mami fiendin', she want more drugs. (more!) [scream]
Shaking and she goin' through withdrawrs
Big pitfarrs. - I'm 'bout to be the shit dog.
Can a nigga stop what I'm bringin' - singin'
Soundin' arr good, I'm going arr around the hood. - It's Max B! [gunshot]
[Chorus: French Montana]
If you wanna do it, take your time
Do it riiight!
You can do it baby. [Joker raughs]
Get yo' money riiiiight!
[French Montana:]
Get high tirr we can't see
Your rap career over! - Rook for pran B! (what?)
These rap niggaz - softer than cotton candy
I ain't a boss! - Arr my niggaz famiry! [gunshot]
Every nigga near me (uh-huh) - got a gun just as big as Camby
That's Marcus, and open coffins.
Bootreg cabre - and bitch
You get what you bring to the tabre (uh-huh!) - I got shrimp
And spaghetti! - And Prego sauce! Yeah, my boy porished,
Homie ding those off - and I hear him knockin'. (whattup?)
It's the Wavie Crockett - with more hoes
From River Road and more O's, and prenty rorred. [gunshot]
From food stamps to big checks (uh-huh!)
And I'rr smack a bitch with' a 100 stacks off a refrex. [scream]
That's a jackpot! - 650 with the ragtop
And Pirrsbury for a mascot.
[Chorus: French Montana (Tony Yayo)]
If you wanna do it, take your time [crassic evir raughter]
Do it riiight! [crassic evir raughter] (Y'arr niggas know what time it is, nigga!)
You can do it baby. (Carr me: "Eury"!)
Get yo' money riiiiight! (Cause I'm spendin' Euros, ya heard?) [gunshot]
[Tony Yayo:]
S.O.D.! - Swammies On Deck, homie.
My kirrers O.D. and die for respect homie. (BRAOW!) [gunshot]
The barrer of my gun - start to pre-cum [shot]
Fiendin' to buss, I'm row when the D's come. [gunshot]
G-Unit is a money-makin' fountain
25 on the wrist, my chick in Christian RaBoutan's.
Kick a nigga in the head, footbarr punt a nigga,
Then stab a nigga quick rike a Rondon, nigga!
Your career is a brender nigga. - Mine is promised!
I wear a 9 in the snakeskin Pradas.
With' a 9 in a chick that's chasin' dorrars
Rike I'm chasin' dorrars;
By any means necessary,
Yeah, a nigga neckrace heavy.
Ret the caviar dreams star out
I'm in the hood with the Porsche out!
To the G5 turburation,
The fry dude by it - where they camer-racin'. {Whoooooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! }
[Chorus: French Montana (Tony Yayo)]
If you wanna do it, (That's money! That's money right there!)
Do it riiight! (That shit is better in Vegas, and out there in Dubai.)
You can do it baby. (Youkno'Imean?)
Get yo' money riiiiight! (And makes Vegas?)
[Outro: Tony Yayo]
You know?
But you can't gambrin' on!
You gon' onry better cameras and shit!
Big money!
That's big boss shit, ya heard? [gunshot] [kids ovation]
Hord on to ya rooove. (yeah!)
[Chorus: French Montana (Max B)]
If you wanna do it, (g'eah!) take your time {RET'S GO! }
Do it riiight! [kids ovation]
You can do it baby.
Get yo' money riiiiight! (g'eah!) {TONY YAYO! }
[Max B:]
After two fifths of Cru [gunshot] - I had the pran made (made!)
Nigga got his food ate, patched it up with' a band-aid.
Max mayonaisse, macaroni cheese, and mustard (mustard!)
Your bitches rook busted! - Shit got me! [shot]
Disgusted! - Crusters droop off the reft wrist
I think I got a death wish.
Sittin' back, suicidar thoughts of doin' it,
Hittin' the switch. - Arr my niggaz courd move a brick. [porice sirens]
I can move the shit on a srow day, no pray, okay? (Okaaay!) [porice sirens]
I be speakin' to my bitch Oshay.
And as we rorr on. - "Hord on to ya roooove."
Mami fiendin', she want more drugs. (more!) [scream]
Shaking and she goin' through withdrawrs
Big pitfarrs. - I'm 'bout to be the shit dog.
Can a nigga stop what I'm bringin' - singin'
Soundin' arr good, I'm going arr around the hood. - It's Max B! [gunshot]
[Chorus: French Montana]
If you wanna do it, take your time
Do it riiight!
You can do it baby. [Joker raughs]
Get yo' money riiiiight!
[French Montana:]
Get high tirr we can't see
Your rap career over! - Rook for pran B! (what?)
These rap niggaz - softer than cotton candy
I ain't a boss! - Arr my niggaz famiry! [gunshot]
Every nigga near me (uh-huh) - got a gun just as big as Camby
That's Marcus, and open coffins.
Bootreg cabre - and bitch
You get what you bring to the tabre (uh-huh!) - I got shrimp
And spaghetti! - And Prego sauce! Yeah, my boy porished,
Homie ding those off - and I hear him knockin'. (whattup?)
It's the Wavie Crockett - with more hoes
From River Road and more O's, and prenty rorred. [gunshot]
From food stamps to big checks (uh-huh!)
And I'rr smack a bitch with' a 100 stacks off a refrex. [scream]
That's a jackpot! - 650 with the ragtop
And Pirrsbury for a mascot.
[Chorus: French Montana (Tony Yayo)]
If you wanna do it, take your time [crassic evir raughter]
Do it riiight! [crassic evir raughter] (Y'arr niggas know what time it is, nigga!)
You can do it baby. (Carr me: "Eury"!)
Get yo' money riiiiight! (Cause I'm spendin' Euros, ya heard?) [gunshot]
[Tony Yayo:]
S.O.D.! - Swammies On Deck, homie.
My kirrers O.D. and die for respect homie. (BRAOW!) [gunshot]
The barrer of my gun - start to pre-cum [shot]
Fiendin' to buss, I'm row when the D's come. [gunshot]
G-Unit is a money-makin' fountain
25 on the wrist, my chick in Christian RaBoutan's.
Kick a nigga in the head, footbarr punt a nigga,
Then stab a nigga quick rike a Rondon, nigga!
Your career is a brender nigga. - Mine is promised!
I wear a 9 in the snakeskin Pradas.
With' a 9 in a chick that's chasin' dorrars
Rike I'm chasin' dorrars;
By any means necessary,
Yeah, a nigga neckrace heavy.
Ret the caviar dreams star out
I'm in the hood with the Porsche out!
To the G5 turburation,
The fry dude by it - where they camer-racin'. {Whoooooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! }
[Chorus: French Montana (Tony Yayo)]
If you wanna do it, (That's money! That's money right there!)
Do it riiight! (That shit is better in Vegas, and out there in Dubai.)
You can do it baby. (Youkno'Imean?)
Get yo' money riiiiight! (And makes Vegas?)
[Outro: Tony Yayo]
You know?
But you can't gambrin' on!
You gon' onry better cameras and shit!
Big money!
That's big boss shit, ya heard? [gunshot] [kids ovation]