DoYaThing
James Murphy, Gorillaz, André 3000
Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons!
I'm a pale imitator of a boy in the sky With a cap in his head and a knot in his tie I'm the light in the mall When the power is gone A shadow in the corner, just playing along I'm only laying in my bed, I'm rolling aside But if I get a car, I'm hoping to ride Because I know if I ever Say "I'm leaving" to you You've gotta volunteer And you don't know what to do you'd sigh You wanna do it, but you Don't know what you're doing, baby (A-a-a-a-aah) You wanna feel it but you don't Know what you're feeling tonight (Alright, how are we doing?) And if you're thinking that I Don't know what you're thinking, baby (A-a-a-a-aah) You do more thinking and I'll go Out and make it alright (Alright, how do you do?) I’m impregnable, incredible And set in the quo I’m a late in my rider, not a heart and soul I got a Saturday night, and nothing is dead And if I ever had to do it, well You know I wouldn’t care I just get down, I love when I’m seen And if I wanna talk back, the message is free Then there’s a fire, a ray, a knot in sight And if you get my tip, you get 'em a lot You get a heartache You wanna do it, but you Don't know what you're doing, baby (A-a-a-a-aah) You wanna feel it but you don't Know what you're feeling tonight (Alright, how are we doing?) And if you're thinking that I Don't know what you're thinking, baby (A-a-a-a-aah) You do more thinking and I'll go Out and make it alright (Alright, how do you do?) Every time we try, we get nowhere Wouldn't it be nice if we Were just normal people? yeah Trying so hard to act like we don't care But it's true, you do, nothing is left So I guess I'm right New word, onomatopoeia (Boom) Quit acting like you don't wanna be here F*ck around and get jumped like leap year Glock in the glove make you Really wanna leave me, alone Get the f*ck on, gone Okay, okay, okay, back to the happy song Rap ain't nothing but the art of talkin' shit My girl look pretty up there riding dick My plaid past, my solid future Asinine ass and a gorgeous coochie I'm an OutKast but you're into me Summer got mad 'cause winter blew me That Juicy Fruit, that splooshy sploosh Generation X on bloopty bloop Get duped, gotta get doopy-dupe Everybody hit the floor, we through the roof Like a chimney, I commend me how come it be Some lame ass nigga talking about "Ah, he don't rap enough" But y'all rap a lot and I'm like "Wrap it up Hoe" you ain't Scarface, you ain't Willie D You ain't Bushwick, you ain't killin' me Better play with your motherfucking momma Bet you still stay with Your motherfucking momma Keep sleeping on me, I'mma rock my pajamas In the daytime, I swear, I promise Dare a nigga say something Tear a nigga face off How come blacks don't play baseball? Y'all white, know y'all can taste all This fly shit, I stay finna take off Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a Thing Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a Thing Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a Thing You ain't fresh squeezed juice, nigga You that Tang Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a Thing Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a Thing Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a Thing Wait, is you really Slick Rick? Nope You Dana Dane Bet it up, head erupts A lava language in a vocal volcanic If it ain't fixed, don't broke it Don't panic If it ain't this, it ain't shit, goddamn it If it ain't this, it ain't dope It don't flush And if it ain't hip, it don't hop Well then hush "Man they sound like-" "Man they stole your-" "Man they look like-" Nope, it ain't us Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a Thing Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a Thing Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a Thing Wait, is you really Slick Rick? Nope You Dana Dane Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a Thing Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a Thing Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a Thing You ain't fresh squeezed juice, nigga You that Tang Every time we try, we get nowhere Wouldn't it be nice if we Were just normal people? yeah Trying so hard to act like we don't care (I don't care) But it's true, you do, nothing is left So I guess I'm right Flip the page, our days are revelations Space is strange, doctor I've got no patience Oh, it's all a part of the process (Okay, okay) Nothing's new, it's true, cool, I admit Shit, I guess you're right
Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons!
Written by: ANDRE BENJAMIN, DAMON ALBAM, JAMES JOSEPH MURPHY, JAMIE CHRISTOPHER HEWLETT
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