Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, Quik check this out dog
You know m************ be doing way way too m************ much
You know? That's real
Just like baby right here, she doing too much
Now if that n**** next to you got a rented car
And he acting like it's his but you know it's not
Say he doing too much, yeah n**** you doing too much
And if that stuck-up b**** got the bar posted-up
She acting like that hair's hers but you know what's up
Say she doing too much, yeah baby you doing too much
I gave my kinfolk the keys to my Suburb
I told em "Hit the side and slide and get the herb"
But guess who's calling, Pipedream Patty
Made that n**** park my who ride beside the alley
Forget about that n**** though (f*** that n****)
f*** that n**** yo
But I can't forget about him cause he taught me everything I know
Oh no Joe, walking down the wrong lane
Tooting on that cocaine, f****** wit that wrong thing
n***** like that (what), get things like they want it (d***)
Then fake the funk, doggonnit
Now loc, look at this predicament
You smoked out and can't be trusted, I can't kick it wit
n***** like you, used to be in my crew
g******, they don't make n***** like they used to
I remember Marley Marl and the Juice Crew
That's probably why I keep a tight grip on my deuce-deuce
Now if you're doing for your family and you can't stand it
Cause you know these m************ trying take advantage
Say they doing too much, yeah n**** you doing too much
And if your kinfolk broke and he smoke dope
And he need to catch a m************ different stroke
Say he doing too much, yeah Joey you doing too much
We parlay, parlay everyday DPG style
We might throw a pool party every once in a while
Now in fact we gon' do one this weekend
Let's see how many hoes me and my n**** Rose can weed in
I believe in, sharing the c***
Also, I believe in comparing the c***
Look, don't knock a n**** like me (why?)
Cause she love the way I just beat up the p****
Not just knee deep, she was totally deep
When she went down on me
She blew a n**** socks off, got a n**** rocks off
Oh wee, baby you's a freak
Put my homey up on game like a gangsta
But my homey fell in love and he banked her
Ain't that a trip? Now we in a twist
Back in the county wit the red ribbon on his wrist
Now when a n**** hit his girl and she don't hit back
And he get his third strike wit no get back
Say he doing too much, yeah homey you doing too much
And when the homey in the pen, doing a sin
And his girlfriend f****** wit his best friend
Say she doing too much, hell yeah she doing too much
I'm living up in the hills, wine sipping wit mills
I'm having major type of paper, I ain't tripping off bills (still)
Show me some respect and accept my coolness
And don't mistake my kindness to mean I'm foolish
Use this as a warning, cause I'm starting
To figure it's some n***** think I'm soft as Charmin
Pardon me, cause I ain't mad when you get bent
But I hate when fools mistake me for U.S. spray
Friends and family, getting after me like repo
Eat, smoke, choke then want me to throw em a c-note
You doing too much when you clutching on my touch-tone
Calling strays over n**** leading months gone
Conversate for fo' hours, wasting mo' power
And only get to hit a cold shower
You faking like you're making more moves than Simpson
But fronting, pushing b***ons, doing nothing but sin
And when a n**** on yo' phone, running up yo' bill
Trying to tell some hoodrat b**** how he feel
You know he doing too much, yeah n**** you doing too much
And when your baby momma crying bout she need some milk
And you heard some other n**** did been at her tilt
You know she doing too much, yeah baby you doing too much
That's real
You know m************ be doing way way too m************ much
You know? That's real
Just like baby right here, she doing too much
Now if that n**** next to you got a rented car
And he acting like it's his but you know it's not
Say he doing too much, yeah n**** you doing too much
And if that stuck-up b**** got the bar posted-up
She acting like that hair's hers but you know what's up
Say she doing too much, yeah baby you doing too much
I gave my kinfolk the keys to my Suburb
I told em "Hit the side and slide and get the herb"
But guess who's calling, Pipedream Patty
Made that n**** park my who ride beside the alley
Forget about that n**** though (f*** that n****)
f*** that n**** yo
But I can't forget about him cause he taught me everything I know
Oh no Joe, walking down the wrong lane
Tooting on that cocaine, f****** wit that wrong thing
n***** like that (what), get things like they want it (d***)
Then fake the funk, doggonnit
Now loc, look at this predicament
You smoked out and can't be trusted, I can't kick it wit
n***** like you, used to be in my crew
g******, they don't make n***** like they used to
I remember Marley Marl and the Juice Crew
That's probably why I keep a tight grip on my deuce-deuce
Now if you're doing for your family and you can't stand it
Cause you know these m************ trying take advantage
Say they doing too much, yeah n**** you doing too much
And if your kinfolk broke and he smoke dope
And he need to catch a m************ different stroke
Say he doing too much, yeah Joey you doing too much
We parlay, parlay everyday DPG style
We might throw a pool party every once in a while
Now in fact we gon' do one this weekend
Let's see how many hoes me and my n**** Rose can weed in
I believe in, sharing the c***
Also, I believe in comparing the c***
Look, don't knock a n**** like me (why?)
Cause she love the way I just beat up the p****
Not just knee deep, she was totally deep
When she went down on me
She blew a n**** socks off, got a n**** rocks off
Oh wee, baby you's a freak
Put my homey up on game like a gangsta
But my homey fell in love and he banked her
Ain't that a trip? Now we in a twist
Back in the county wit the red ribbon on his wrist
Now when a n**** hit his girl and she don't hit back
And he get his third strike wit no get back
Say he doing too much, yeah homey you doing too much
And when the homey in the pen, doing a sin
And his girlfriend f****** wit his best friend
Say she doing too much, hell yeah she doing too much
I'm living up in the hills, wine sipping wit mills
I'm having major type of paper, I ain't tripping off bills (still)
Show me some respect and accept my coolness
And don't mistake my kindness to mean I'm foolish
Use this as a warning, cause I'm starting
To figure it's some n***** think I'm soft as Charmin
Pardon me, cause I ain't mad when you get bent
But I hate when fools mistake me for U.S. spray
Friends and family, getting after me like repo
Eat, smoke, choke then want me to throw em a c-note
You doing too much when you clutching on my touch-tone
Calling strays over n**** leading months gone
Conversate for fo' hours, wasting mo' power
And only get to hit a cold shower
You faking like you're making more moves than Simpson
But fronting, pushing b***ons, doing nothing but sin
And when a n**** on yo' phone, running up yo' bill
Trying to tell some hoodrat b**** how he feel
You know he doing too much, yeah n**** you doing too much
And when your baby momma crying bout she need some milk
And you heard some other n**** did been at her tilt
You know she doing too much, yeah baby you doing too much
That's real