Do Ya Thing [remix] Lyrics - Killa Season - Cam'ron

This is a remix 

Dipset, Killa Cam, duke da God 

I make cheddar that's cheddar, you gotta say bravo 

Ma mess with me, I'm better than lotto 

Got more than a million, fuck a dollar and a dream 

You don't even need a dollar, holla at the team 

Chicken, cornbread, collared on your greens 

Mansions, cars, Prada on your jeans 

Hell in Harlem, I'm poppin' up in Queens 

Brooklyn, the Bronx, hoppin' on the scene 

And you're not from the regime and I'm popular with fiends 

No gossip they cop it, crotched up in a lean 

Cars I cop it, crotched up and I lean 

Seventy five, dropped it on a Beam 

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And you love the way I'm bouncin' it, weed I roll a pound of it 

Ya'll niggaz are counterfeit, money I stay countin' it 

Throw a punch and I counter quick, down to flip 

Beef I love the sound of it, your crib'll be surround in it 

Do ya thing, do ya thing, do it 

Do ya thing, do ya thing, do it 

Do ya thing, do ya thing, do it 

Do ya thing, do ya thing, do it 

More killing killing, more killing killing, for Killa, Killa 

More killing killing, more killing killing, for Killa, Killa 

More killing killing, more killing killing, for Killa, Killa 

More killing killing, more killing killing, for Killa, Killa 

Yes, honey got money, yea my money is right 

But my wrist so bright, look like 'Sunny Delight' 

Twenty K times twenty, times twenty the price 

You don't do math, eight million in ice 

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And yeah, I got more to tell must be bored as hell 

Electronic jewelry, I need a 'Duracell' 

Battery triple A, where the icicles lay 

And beat you with a wiffle bat, all over a nickel play 

Girlfriend, my girlfriend got the nickel plate 

Right in the bra, it tickle her little nipples, hey 

Juelz got the whistle 

Me, I got the whistle that whistle right through the pistol K 

And this is the chronicles of Killa 

And don't smoke 'cuz the chronic it'll kill ya 

I'm a monster and gorilla, that'll conquer for the scrilla 

You will get an invoice you vomit in the villa 

Do ya thing, do ya thing, do it 

Do ya thing, do ya thing, do it 

Do ya thing, do ya thing, do it 

Do ya thing, do ya thing, do it 

Do ya thing, do ya thing, do it 

Do ya thing, do ya thing, do it 

Do ya thing, do ya thing, do it 

Do ya thing, do ya thing, do it 

More killing killing, more killing killing, for Killa, Killa 

More killing killing, more killing killing, for Killa, Killa 

More killing killing, more killing killing, for Killa, Killa 

More killing killing, more killing killing, for Killa, Killa