Fabolous — Imma Do It

[Chorus: Kobe] The block got my back And my boys do too And my baby mama trippin' Said she need more loot Every block, every hood Every ghetto got beef Got a heater on my lap And another in the back Shit, how I’m supposed to cope With all this stress on me? Er'body and their mama callin' feds on me I don't know what I'ma do, but I'ma do it (I'ma do it) Look I don't know what I'ma do, but I'ma do it (I'ma do it) I got money on my head but I'm ridin' in a drop (Drop) Drop (Drop) Drop (Drop) Drop (Drop) [Verse 1: Fabolous] Yeah! Feelin' just like JFK In the city that let 'em fly like JFK (Ayy) Sometimes LaGaurdia I ain't gone lie to ya If looks could kill Then my style might body ya That's why I'm with naudia I call my gun naudia When she say hi to ya It's buh-buh-bye to ya Make it sound like Saudi Arabia Maybe the haters should Watch what he say to her You think [Pre-Chorus: Kobe] I can hold my head high and die Or I can live and duck My attitude is celibate I don't give a fuck [Chorus: Kobe] The block got my back And my boys do too And my baby mama trippin' Said she need more loot Every block, every hood Every ghetto got beef Got a heater on my lap And another in the back Shit, how I’m supposed to cope With all this stress on me? Er'body and their mama callin' feds on me I don't know what I'ma do, but I'ma do it Look I don't know what I'ma do, but I'ma do it I got money on my head but I'm ridin' in a drop (Drop) Drop (Drop) Drop (Drop) Drop (Drop) [Verse 2: Fabolous] Yeah! Now who are you to tell me How to conduct myself Why don't you practice safe sex And go fuck yourself The rumor is that I'm a hazzard to a sucka's health (Oh-oh) I coulda told you that (Oh-oh) Yeah I coulda told you that (Oh-oh) Picture me, not fly Where's them exposures at? (Oh-oh) Right here, on my lap (Oh-oh) That's where my composure's at (Oh-oh) I'm back like a gun cock I'm so cool that If I go to hell All I need is my sun block [Pre-Chorus: Kobe] Nigga hold ya head high and die Or live and duck My attitude is celibate I don't give a fuck [Chorus: Kobe] The block got my back And my boys do too And my baby mama trippin' Said she need more loot Every block, every hood Every ghetto got beef Got a heater on my lap And another in the back Shit, how I’m supposed to cope With all this stress on me? Er'body and their mama callin' feds on me I don't know what I'ma do, but I'ma do it Look I don't know what I'ma do, but I'ma do it I got money on my head but I'm ridin' in a drop (Drop) Drop (Drop) Drop (Drop) Drop (Drop) [Verse 3: Fabolous] I mean let's be honest You never liked a nigga Tryna lesbian-us So I kept the strap on Clap off, clap on Lights out, like flights out You could be departed Never me who started I Lambo Gallard-ed I am vehically challenged That means the car is retarded But regardless I'm "Tin Man" heartless No love Hey son, lookin' for love? Get a show on VH1 [Pre-Chorus: Kobe] Nigga hold ya high and die Or live and duck My attitude is Virgins Still don't give a fuck [Chorus: Kobe] The block got my back And my boys do too And my baby mama trippin' Said she need more loot Every block, every hood Every ghetto got beef Got a heater on my lap And another in the back Shit, how I’m supposed to cope With all this stress on me? Er'body and their mama callin' feds on me I don't know what I'ma do, but I'ma do it Look I don't know what I'ma do, but I'ma do it I got money on my head but I'm ridin' in a drop (Drop) Drop (Drop) Drop (Drop) Drop (Drop)