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T.i. - Do U Potna lyrics
[Intro:] 
I'm do me [x3] 
I'm do me [x3]
[Verse 1: T.I.] 
You niggas talkin king 
But they potna claim 
We spendin money, gettin money, nothin in between 
Chasin a hundred mil, ain't gon let nothin intervene 
Respect the hustle busters gon do that by any means 
Haters I really mean 
Put this on anything 
They say I start a lot of shit, I say I finish things 
Just like some dental cream 
I go in niggas mouth 
And like a limousine, I stretch a nigga out 
This ain't what you want now you better take a different route 
I ain't Bankhead? bitch nigga what is this about 
Used to bound when you see me oh we dissin now? 
Ay stop the music listen dude I come get with you now 
But once them hammers sing 
Just know it's not a dream 
We handle things just like [? ] nawmeen 
You hear em sayin that about me, hear I'm sayin this 
New orleans niggas in ya face, you wasn't sayin shit 
Money you say you get 
30 mil in six years? listen ford put down for 20, that was this year 
And let's get this clear, just between you and me 
That apology was BET not for DTP, I'm doin me 
[Chorus:] 
You just do you 
And I'm do me [x3] 
You just do you 
I'm do me [x3] 
[Verse 2: Young Jeezy] 
If you ain't 
Talkin bout money you ain't talkin bout shit 
You wasn't on the waitin list and you ain't ridin in shit 
You pick a watch that cost a 100, then you wasted yo time T.i. - Do U Potna - http://motolyrics.com/ti/do-u-potna-lyrics.html
If you think you can do me you out yo mutha fuckin mind 
Let's go 
These niggas insane, yeah straight fooled 
A half a million dollar car and some house shoes 
Call the dealership... like ya'll tricked me 
Then why the hell you put my engine where my truck be 
I'm throwin franklins... I don't need ones 
Smoke a pound every week like I don't need lungs 
Buy em whole sale and sellin retail 
I'm talkin seafood... yeah fish scales 
I said I'm so hot... but my house cool 
So many rooms that it look like a high school 
Speakin of high school... I never passed that 
Works right here... now where da cash at? 
[Chorus:] 
You just do you (and what) 
And I'm do me (ay)[x3] 
You just do you (and what) 
I'm do me (ok)[x3] 
Wanna see how it's done 
Then watch me do me (ay)[x3] 
Wanna see how it's done 
Then watch me do me (yeah)[x3] 
[Verse 3: Big Kuntry] 
I'm the big homie... get use to me 
You suckas ain't even close to what I used to be 
You imaginary rappers swear to GOD that you moved a key 
While ya'll swore to me... I know ya'll ain't street 
I gets MONEY... everyday dawg 
I leave you stinkin in the trap well that's my grave yard 
I tried to figure if you mel gibs or nasty nas 
I wanna know where these rappers got this brave hearts 
Cause that yak-up tear apart any size heart 
So you suckas click-clack about playin with GOD 
You rappers need to stick yo thumb out and take a hike 
I see more man... in a full dike 
Fuck what you like... this ain't a blind date 
You tryna read like a blind, you gotta feel yo way 
Watch me nigga I'm eat til I'm obese 
I'm mr. cocane now watch me do me








