Do What You Do
Drake feat. Clipse Lyrics


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I do this for ya'll man
Malice, Nickelus F, it's the remix!

Lights slow motion, steppin' out the Phantom
All eyes on me, peekin' and glancin'
Leanin' on the wall, with b-boys dancin'
Ears, neck, and wrists lookin' like the king's ransom
One chick, each arm, makin' it a tandem
Flat here costing' like fifty grand standard
Bottles poppin', cars wit' options
We livin' like kings, homie, you just watchin'
And I'm a show for ya, marble flo' for ya
And that thing in the driveway, came with the spoiler
I ain't bluffin', cop jewels off the Russian
Diamonds in the Jesus, look like he's blushin'
Miami breezes, we cross seasons
Escaped indictments, thank you Jesus
Y'all haters ain't even got a clue
While we get this paper, and that's how we do

R-E U-P G-A-N-G
R-E U-P G-A-N-G

Stance on lean, leg up on the wall
My people they chill, why you haters wanna ball
I'm satisfied with a little, why you haters want it all
You waiting for the Spring, and I'm gettin' it in the fall
But uh, do what you do what you, I do what I do
Do's what you do, I do what I do
Stance on lean, leg up on the wall
My people they chill, why you haters wanna ball
I'm satisfied with a little, why you haters want it all
You waiting for the Spring, and I'm gettin' it in the fall
But uh, do what you do what you, I do what I do




Do's what you do, I do what I do

Check, the verses I'm writing you might wanna learn it
You hatin' my song but your wife wanna burn it
So now you at the store for some blank CDs
You can't see me, for your sake might wanna return it
'Cause, if you bring them discs home to ya girl, she'll forget you
And I'll be the only one she concerned with
To the people that ignored me before this
This one is for you as a song re-recorded
Funny thing is, you just noticed me now but I was here all along
Your vision's just been distorted
I'm so throwed I live this, you ask me what the business
And I write a sixteen and report it
The waiting is over I think music need it
Drake cuttin' his records without gettin' weeded
People in the South want it chopped and screwed, I got this dude
They expectations I'mma exceed it
Like a singer with only backgrounds y'all record it
When it's done ya lyrics tend to mislead ish
Finally here I'mma star with the timing
My swagger is chill, and my flow is reclining
This for anybody that's searchin' for cash, and purchasing fast
You only get the dough when you grindin
And so I grind like I'm listening to I Wayne
My pain, you can experience through the rhyming, boy!

Stance on lean, leg up on the wall
My people they chill, why you haters wanna ball
I'm satisfied with a little, why you haters want it all
You waiting for the Spring, and I'm gettin' it in the fall
But uh, do what you do what you, I do what I do
Do's what you do, I do what I do
Stance on lean, leg up on the wall
My people they chill, why you haters wanna ball
I'm satisfied with a little, why you haters want it all
You waiting for the Spring, and I'm gettin' it in the fall
But uh, do what you do what you, I do what I do
Do's what you do, I do what I do

Ugh, do what you do and I does what I does
These chicks love me, they say boy, you're clean-cut for a thug
You should see the stampede when we rush in the club
It's like a offensive foul how they running to us
Charge all their drinks on that platinum card
Lord I got 'em hooked like the back of a bra
Ugh man, I am, like Sam, I am
I get the green, plus the eggs and ham
And a pen for any beef trying to approach us
Let the sucker burn, I don't even flip 'em over
Nickelus F. teamed with Drake, now you mad as hell
Ain't seen a better looking union since Gabrielle
Well, I'm hot as hell
And I don't even need a stylist
Spit the infernal like the Real World Challenge
V.A., Nickelus F., push your mileage
You're running up our animals like white boys, they cow-tip
Everybody knows Cap from the south of Wallis
I ain't gotta use a fist, slap you with the chalice

Stance on lean, leg up on the wall
My people they chill, why you haters wanna ball
I'm satisfied with a little, why you haters want it all
You waiting for the Spring, and I'm gettin' it in the fall
But uh, do what you do what you, I do what I do
Do's what you do, I do what I do
Stance on lean, leg up on the wall
My people they chill, why you haters wanna ball
I'm satisfied with a little, why you haters want it all
You waiting for the Spring, and I'm gettin' it in the fall
But uh, do what you do what you, I do what I do
Do's what you do, I do what I do

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of the song "Do What You Do" by Drake feat. Clipse are quite explicit and talk about materialism, luxury, and wealth. The song describes the lifestyles of both Drake and Pusha T, who rap about their success and lavish lifestyles. The lyrics are full of mentions of expensive watches, designer clothes, and flashy cars. The chorus, "Come on wamp, wamp, what it do? What it do?" is a phrase used to celebrate or show off.


Drake, who was just starting his career at the time, wanted to collaborate with Pusha T, who was already a well-established artist. The song was produced by Pharrell Williams, a famous producer and musician who is known for his unique style. The beat is catchy, and the lyrics are quite memorable, which helped the song become a hit.


Overall, the lyrics of the song depict the luxurious and opulent lifestyle of rich and famous rappers. The song celebrates their success and flamboyant way of life while also showing off their wealth and success. It's a classic example of rap music that talks about money, fame, and glory.


Line by Line Meaning

Man, I showed up, pimpin' ya curled up
I arrived looking impressive while you were cowering


I head straight to the bar just to post up
I went directly to the bar to establish my presence


I roll the dro up, my cup mold up
I rolled the marijuana and my cup is overflowing with alcohol


Bitch don't just stand there wit ya nose up
Don't stand there with your nose in the air, acting superior


Come on wamp, wamp, what it do? What it do?
What's happening? What's good?


No hotta, flow droppa since papa
No one is hotter and I inherited my flow from my dad


You Penny Annie neegaz, see I know Copper
You have less money than me, and I am well connected


Left the game on a high note, flow opera
I retired from music at the peak of my success like a grand opera


Pusha still got them Keys I can unlock ya
My collaborator Pusha T still has access to the drugs you can't find anywhere else


See that watch on the sleeve? Call it show stoppa
My watch is so impressive, it's a show-stopper


Neega ball around the world, call me 'Globe Trotter'
I travel extensively like a pro, hence the nickname 'Globe Trotter'


Trick dollar, ask what I feel? Notta
Money doesn't affect my feelings


Give a bitch yellow fever all these gold bottles
My wealth is so great it can make any woman have 'yellow fever'


And late models, I lean throttles
I drive expensive new cars and I drive them fast


Roof back with the coupe black, playa think he need goggles
I drive fast with the roof off and anyone riding with me needs goggles for protection


Look mama, I be fly papa
I am always looking good in front of my mother


Strictly Bathing Ape, Ice Cream and BBC rocker
I only wear designer clothes such as Bathing Ape, Ice Cream and BBC


So proper, hammer time, gun cocker
I am very confident and ready for action at any time


Top shotta, me hesitate none, pop ya
I am the boss of everything, and I will not hesitate to act aggressively


Egg shell on the scale for my snow coppers
I weigh my drugs on an eggshell to be discreet


Don't ask what I sell, shit I'm Bet Crocker
I won't tell you what I'm selling, but I can make anything like the chef Bet Crocker


Mirror, mirror, who's the fairest?
Who's the most beautiful person of all?


Tricked a buck fifty on that horse and carriage
Spent a hundred and fifty thousand dollars on a horse and carriage


Must admit, nothing like these carats
I must admit, there is nothing like my diamonds


Them hol's holla back just like they parrots
My diamonds sparkle and shine like parrots


Down to the watches, alligator strap
Even my watch has an alligator strap


Six different time zones, I don't set her back
My watch can show multiple time zones and I never need to adjust it


Seventeen a brick, yeah, go and tell 'em that
I sell drugs for seventeen thousand dollars a brick, and I'm proud of it


I got the wamp wamp when I move it, it's still damp
My drugs are very potent, and they keep their freshness


Mildewish when I heat it, it turn bluish
My drugs have a unique reaction when heated, causing them to turn blue


It cools to a tight wad, the Pyrex is Jewish
When my drugs cool, they are tight and compact like a Jewish person


I get paper, it seems I get foolish
I make so much money that it seems like I can afford to be crazy


Take it to Jacob and play, "Which hues the bluest?"
I have so much money that I can afford to have a fun game with my jeweler, Jacob


We ain't browsing, luxurious housing
We're not just looking around, we live in luxury homes


Pull up so mean with the angel bowing
My car is so impressive that even the angels bow down to it


Or with the emblem bearing the stallion
My car has an emblem of a horse, symbolizing luxury and speed


European custom, the leathers Italian
I prefer to have my things custom made in Europe, and my leather is from Italy


So much glamor, that I can't stand the
I have so much glamour that it's almost overwhelming


Bright from the ice, chain xenon lamp ya
The shine from my diamonds is so bright, it's like being hit by a xenon lamp


Depression in ya mind like a free frame camera
My wealth can make others feel depressed, like a shot from a free frame camera


The white tape tight like ya seen on pampers
My drug packaging is so tight, it's like a diaper


What's under the couch? Probably freeze up Santa
I keep so much money under my couch, it could freeze Santa Claus


Whatever it cost baby we got answers
No matter what the cost, I have the money to cover it


Line outside full of Jo Jo dancers
The line outside is full of people waiting to dance to our music


'We got it for cheap', that's the re-up anthem
Our motto is 'we got it for cheap', and that's how we get rich


By far the coldest, O six lotus
I am the coolest person around, and I drive a 2006 Lotus


Zero to sixty, hocus pocus
I can go from zero to sixty mph in no time, like it's magic


The feds don't know so they stick they noses
The government doesn't know about my illegal activities, so they have to guess


While we off the coast, proposing toasts
While we're enjoying our wealth on a yacht, we're also raising our glasses in celebration


Hol's and mo shit, the family close knit
My family is very close and we have a lot of money and possessions


And deep like the 'who two' you cockroaches
We are very wealthy and powerful, and you are insignificant like cockroaches


Just like the flow, the fo's ferocious
Like my rap flow, my guns are extremely powerful


I tuck you in, homie, 'Buenos Notches'
I'll take care of you and make sure you sleep well, good night




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: AUBREY DRAKE GRAHAM, MATTHEW SAMUELS, GENE ELLIOT THORNTON

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Comments from YouTube:

@CompetitiveMike777

“There’s no malice in your heart, you’re an approachable dude”

@SYNCERE1221

Lmao ...ya boy drake took an L lol get over it...lol

@bobrealest7388

@@SYNCERE1221 why you here?

@MaalyB26

@@bobrealest7388like literally that was a good question lmaooo

@alfredoladino9838

This song is on the AND1 Mixtape Vol. 9. This shit is pretty fire.

@mktrenton5490

oh how times have changed

@coolman5242

It's crazy, I remember having this song on repeat when I was a teenager, now these niggas are beefing with each other.

@TharsanJeyachandran

malice aint beefing with drake.

@Nine5Vader

Malice is Pusha's brother

@RookieMistakeYT

Nobody wanted that smoke with Nick tho 😂

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