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Albums:

Do It Like A Dude [2 Tracks] (Jessie J) · Do It Like a Dude (Jessie J) · Do It Like a Dude (Jessie J) · Jessie Daniels (Jessie Daniels) · Jessie (Paw) · Merry Merry Merry Frickin' Christmas/Jessie's Girl (Frickin' A) · Jessie's Girl [Glee Cast Concert Version] (Glee) · Jessie's Jig & Other Favorites (Steve Goodman) · Jessie James (Jessie James) · Dear Jessie (Madonna) – and 90 other albums »


a dude
Grab my crotch, wear my hat low like you

Do it like a brother
Do it like a dude
Grab my crotch, wear my hat low like you

We can do it like
Listen, I kinda like it.
 Have you ever heard of, uh, poly-rhythms?
 I hear Bowie's gonna do this on his next album.
Steve: What a relief.)
to the left to the left 
When ya move ya body to the right to the right 
Do it like they do it in a video
Do it like they do it in a video
Do it like they
Y'all look at my blueprint
But since Y'all watches look like its movement
I'll show you how video games look on the new Sprint
Flip out digital
Yea, yea, yea
Grown ups in between, chil'ren and babies
Right about now its yo boy, ya heard, back again D-J Mannie
Fre' fresh err fresh, fre'
Yea, yea, yea
Grown ups in between, chil'ren and babies
Right about now its yo boy, ya heard, back again D-J Mannie
Fre' fresh err fresh, fre'
Yea, yea, yea
Grown ups in between, chil'ren and babies
Right about now its yo boy, ya heard, back again
D-J Mannie
Fre' fresh err fresh
Fre'
"I got a head, but ain't no screws in it"

Roll up and get swoll up, hold up
How ya gonna play me like a sunkin' dunkin' donut?
I ain't came
'Cause my bags be stuffed and I burn my tips

And it ain't no tellin' what the snub'll do
So when y'all go and cop vests cop one for your mother too
Ever since I was younger, I was into video games
Tron or whatever, it didn't matter the name
Thousands of my dollars, have been poured into all types
And everything you thought you knew

Hangin' by the pool with the leisure dudes
Who never have a job but they got the attitude
And the clothes, and the shoes
fuck what radio say
Fuck what video do, but this is all day
hood nigga, I ain't gotta show you what my life like
Cause you don't persecute a motherfucker
those fuckers in the dust!
[K:] What, what do you..
[J:] All those fucking youngsters gotta lick our fucking boot or fuck it!
Y’know what I mean?
[K:]
knew he was getting fuck 
By these record Exec's
Now it was time to put the plan in effect
Next day at the building he goes in 
Disguised as the dude
on a natural high, like a pilot
It be all good, toss your clothes like a salad
When it's all over put your vote in my ballot
It's my diner, I'm Mel,
stop
Niggas asking what happed to the Firm
Did you and AZ bone Fox? No
How was it working with Dre though?
Heard you was fucking Lil Kim and Mary J
stop
Niggas asking what happed to the Firm
Did you and AZ bone Fox? No
How was it working with Dre though?
Heard you was fucking Lil Kim and Mary J
'Cause my bags be stuffed and I burn my tips

And it ain't no tellin' what the snub'll do
So when y'all go and cop vests cop one for your mother too
Yea, yea, yea
Grown ups in between, chil'ren and babies
Right about now its yo boy, ya heard, back again D-J Mannie
Fre' fresh err fresh, fre'
with me dude
And they need to take it up with me after the show
Because

These chicks don't even know the name of my band
But they're all on me like they
Yea, yea, yea
Grown ups in between, chil'ren and babies
Right about now its yo boy, ya heard, back again D-J Mannie
Fre' fresh err fresh, fre'
Yea, yea, yea
Grown ups in between, chil'ren and babies
Right about now its yo boy, ya heard, back again D-J Mannie
Fre' fresh err fresh, fre'
cancer
Now she layin' up in a old folks home
When it seamed like yesterday she was home
A month later stroke poped up 
Her brain cells gone
The last thing
nights had no songs
Why, because the D.J. was gone
Smiles you used to dance and sing around
Now were replaced by frowns
And it was up to me to solve
won't stand by
And let a nigga do his dues
Fuck these hoes, get this bread, rep the crew, the

[Chorus:Repeat x2]
Are, realest niggas puttin it down