Do U? Lyrics - Do Or Die

Huh 

Yea baby girl, you know how it's going down 

2003, Do or Die, J.P., Twista still 

Well, when I heard a knock at the door 

Must of been the girl that I met on the lo 

She real thick, nice shape 5-4 

Had a few here so we head to the show 

Afterward we hit the Mo Mo Mo 

Yes stay click, in the Expo 

I'm city sharp, buy the mink to the floor 

Damn natural, never walk from the store 

Gimmie a minute, and get down with a pro 

P. I. M. P. P. O. get a few friend like a party fa sho 

We can hit a tune like my homie Debo 

All in the mall buying Avirex, we can sport mine called S.E.X 

Platinum link, all in effect 

I can pick head but I'm a bad for a check 

In the truck though, so I can hop in the Lex 

Baby got back, but I'm trying to relax 

P.L.A.Y.E.R., giving her eyes 

Then we head to the bar 

Never give her money, 'cause she know she a star 

Did you want to ride in my car? 

Do you? (Do you? Do you? Do you?) 

23's like Jordan on the Escalade 

Got a pound of dro' girl, if you want to blaze 

You can let your hair down, while the AC blow 

Before you get in, I just need to know 

Do you? (Do you? Do you? Do you?) 

I'll keep it on the low 

Do you? Do you? 

In the mood, like yes why'all 

Rather be, let it test why'all 

Light the be if it's special 

Can I undress to relax why'all 

Well, stretch out like a Lex ball 

If it's that raw, to the chests with the Remy 

Like a slug with your vest off 

Let me touch it, if it's that soft 

And relieving in the menopause 

I can't believe how they sent them off 

Took the number then I'm in the mall 

Being grinning bout to spend them all 

Just balling, shot shot calling 

Holla at my dogg while they sipping alcohol 

Really want to kick it, but they all just stalling 

6 dime pieces, checking out my pausing 

They looking like ooh, he flossing 

Baby girl, I don't do this often 

In the five double 0 for sho' 

We still ride the Cadillac, slam the doors 

Suppose I kick back, keep the flows 

Dressed to impress, then flex the ho 

Check the dough 

Do you? (Do you? Do you Do you?) 

I'll keep it on the lo 

Do you? Do you? 

Do you? 

An it really don't matter, where we go 

Let's sip this Henny, pop this Mo 

Before I strip you, I just need to know 

Can I do you? 

Now I was kicking, when I met you in the club 

Had me feeling on your booty, and the brother was a fiftyball 

For you, I even popped some Crissy in the tub 

And my body was start wondering when if I'm a get the draws 

Let me know if I'm in the right lane 

Tell me when I say the right things 

I got tight flame 

Rollin through stunting why are you running 

Cause I'm coming with some pimp-type game 

Iced out charm, chromed out truck 

Coming through balling like I don't really give a fuck 

Blowing the fatty, an purple, with the windows up 

When I'm sipping on Hennessey and Hypnotic getting stuck 

And I need a thug 

To care for me while haters be attacking me, backing me 

To a corner while a brother trying to get theirs 

And I need a queen backing me while I'm running my faculty 

Telling me I be lethal when I spit words 

Hit herb?????? 

Hold it in, then blow it out 

Do you like the way I flow it out 

Don't ever act funny or petty with the money 

When I throw it out 

Do you like how I talk 

Do you like the way I ride 

Do you like the way I pimp spree's 

You can let me down easy 

Cause' still ill be the player Twista slash be a P.I.M.P 

Now baby, do you? 

[Hook]