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Just in case you forgot, we go by the runners, hold up Chris Brown, this what we do, we do this
[Chorus:] I be throwin' up my cash, actin' like money ain't a thang, yeah (yeah) I'm speedin' down this fast lane, stuntin' And they mad cause they can't, yeah I'm feelin' like a can't lose And when they ask me bout the cars, and the girls, and the cribs I just tell em' it's what I do (it's what I do) It's what I do, hey, it's what I do
Everywhere I go they show me love, so I give it back Throw a couple stacks up in the air cause I'm gonna get it back See somethin' sexy up in here, I'm gonna bring it back They keep on runnin' back, they keep on comin' back
Everybody knows CB, see me, sittin' in the front row, player Stuntin' with my J's on, and it's all for them haters, yeah We get into that crunk boy, yo money to long boy, We do this for fun boy.
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Nanana, nanana, nanana, nananaah Nanana, nanana, nanana, ey ey it's what I do
Single once again, I'm bout to go where I never been Gone with the wind, cause that other is irrelevant. We can get it in, I mean get it in And I got stamina so don't forget to bring a friend
Nah bring ten, but they gotta be tens Now that's a hunt of them, let the runners in, yeah yeah So I give it like an elegist, my CD's selling out You ain't married to the girl you should've been
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Nanana, nanana yeah, nanana, nananaah yeah Nanana, nanana yeah, nanana, ey ey it's what I do
I keep cash on me, no black cards They don't know what them is, I deal with hood broads There's a knife on me, that's no iPod, You want my watch homie gimmie five bricks for it I got the Maserati, I had to lick for it, We all love to talk, that's what I paid for it He say I bought fleet, and I love mine, Four broads with me, and all of 'em dimes Six chains on me, and all of 'em shine I got my bread right, feel like I'm 6'9 Ain't just hot mine, I'm hot in every city, she want a pretty boy, I brought Chris Breezy with me
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Nanana, nanana, nanana, nananaah Nanana, nanana, nanana It's what I do