paroles de chanson Doin' It - Yukmouth , Chillest Illest , Ome

Strange Music 10 years in the makin'
Hey man, this feel like I'm in Miami, Florida, man
But reppin' Kansas City at the same time
Yukmouth, Chillest Illest
Yo, Tech N9ne! Ome, let's go!
I'm doin' it!
I can do anything go shop
Buy fly high no lookin' back
I'm doin' it!
Take a trip everyday
Livin' life all paid build an Empire State
I'm doin' it (doin' it)
I'm doin' it (doin' it)
I'm doin' it (doin' it)
Buy low, sell high!
Euro, pounds, crowns, get dough
Red Light District, hoes in the window
At the Green House blowin' on the indo
(?) at a room and the cab is the Benzo
Yo, then I'm on to the next
Jigga Man style (?) on a jet
High above 20 inch on a (?)
Got hoes on deck, got a home on my neck
Yup, wrist flooded in cruise ship
Two chicks, I'd have pop it like Whoo Kid
Shut 'em all down, no brand new shit
(?) bitch I do's this
What? I get brain (?)
The Last Train to Paris
Like Diddy for them benjies
Black stones and a chain, black Bentley
All black everything flat in the frisbee
Chillest Illest, yaah, yo
I'm doin' it weller than (?)
Globetrottin', I'm hot, I'm a young yacht seller
(?) when I land her
Make it to Japan
I'm a boss
(?) cruisin'
All about my paper I'm serious like an emergency
Some of y'all ain't heard of me but I'm about to fix that
And no I don't pay rent partner I pay mortgage
Oh yeah I'm doing that
Sold out shows Nina make 'em go nuts
They get the dough cut, splittin' hella O's up
Close up to show rush to go to lust
Vegas (?) doin' for much
Cold days in Missouri can't stand them
So I take the family to Saint Martin just to tan 'em
Kickin' at random beaches then when I land (?)
Wife and kids in the Phantom
Real Caribbean flow to amphibious
Go to Disney and (?)
(?) Kansas Cit (?) lemon and lime
Why she all up in mine? I'm Tech N9ne
And gettin' mo' checks, my life is so jet
I got a Mercedes Benz I ain't drove yet
(?) your (?) filet (?) chewing it
Haters want me to ruin and never stop the Nina cause it's
Full traffic escorts
New market passports
We're closing airports
Do anything!
Okay this means we through doin' it now
This was the mixed plate
Now I'm 'bout to go to Gates and get me a president's tray
Y'all know what I mean, ha-ha-ha
Kansas City baby this album was for you
I don't care what nobody say
I love this place!