Don't Do It

Album: The Recession (2008)
  • This is the greatest show on earth
    What's understood ain't gotta be said SIMPLE

    Don't Let em Down

    I see you Zipo, I got ya homie

    [Verse 1]
    No mo Jose no mo Rosie
    They locked my dog up and that ain't ro-zay
    All he wanted was the fame make it last forever
    You get some ones I get some ones we make it rain together
    I'm talkin' Quabo dreams crystal fetishes
    Smokin' everyday just to keep ya sanity
    Just me and nigga like what up doe
    Still partyin' the club closed an hour ago
    I guess the back to back Lambo's a thing of the past
    We used to talk on a chirp now we talking through a glass
    Just like the glass I know he sees right through me
    Transparent I can't hide my window pain
    I'm thinkin' what to say to make him have a better day
    I'm walkin' down this lil hallway like what the fuck I'm gonna say
    As I'm walkin' down the halls I feel the stress in the walls
    I need to lighten up man this shit is too tense
    Feels like I need? my heart aches so bad
    When he sees my face he's gonna be so glad
    Then I look into his eyes swear to god I seen his soul
    Tell me what can make a hot boy stare so cold
    As I looked a lil deeper I saw a lil hope then he cracked a smile
    He still got his pride
    Keep doin' what you doin' hold us real niggas down
    No matter what you do don't let us real niggas down

    [Chorus]
    Jeezy don't do it
    Don't you let em down Young Jeezy
    Don't you let em down Young Jeezy
    No no no no no
    No
    Jeezy don't do it

    [Verse 2]
    I done been through so much real life done lose touch
    And yet so much yell of my sense of smell and I don't mean that literally
    But I mean this literally these niggas actors me I'm a factory
    Known for movin' big money sh*t at least a tractor
    No breaks no tires I'm a ride for these streets yeah till the wheels
    Fall off
    It's gonna take more then hate to get my focus off can't knock the
    Hustle still stackin' dead presidents They say he on his way out well that's a
    Reasonable doubt ain't no niggas like the ones I got friend or foe politics as usual
    I'm feelin' it still livin' with regrets with all these imaginary players you must love me
    I told y'all in do time the city is mine

    [Chorus: x2]

    No, no Writer/s: JAY JENKINS, WILLIE HUTCH
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

Comments

Be the first to comment...

Editor's Picks

Marvin Gaye

Marvin GayeFact or Fiction

Did Marvin try out with the Detroit Lions? Did he fake crazy to get out of military service? And what about the cross-dressing?

Director Mark Pellington ("Jeremy," "Best Of You")

Director Mark Pellington ("Jeremy," "Best Of You")Song Writing

Director Mark Pellington on Pearl Jam's "Jeremy," and music videos he made for U2, Jon Bon Jovi and Imagine Dragons.

Chris Robinson of The Black Crowes

Chris Robinson of The Black CrowesSongwriter Interviews

"Great songwriters don't necessarily have hit songs," says Chris. He's written a bunch, but his fans are more interested in the intricate jams.

Jim Adkins of Jimmy Eat World

Jim Adkins of Jimmy Eat WorldSongwriter Interviews

Jim talks about the impact of "The Middle" and uses a tree metaphor to describe his songwriting philosophy.

Marc Campbell - "88 Lines About 44 Women"

Marc Campbell - "88 Lines About 44 Women"They're Playing My Song

The Nails lead singer Marc Campbell talks about those 44 women he sings about over a stock Casio keyboard track. He's married to one of them now - you might be surprised which.

Corey Hart

Corey HartSongwriter Interviews

The Canadian superstar talks about his sudden rise to fame, and tells the stories behind his hits "Sunglasses At Night," "Boy In The Box" and "Never Surrender."