You Can Do It Too
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[Intro]
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My nigga you can do it too (turn me up, turn me up)
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You can do it too
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My nigga you can do it too
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You can do it too
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You can do it too (Just tellin you, ya know?)
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[Verse 1]
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Aiyyo
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Never in a million years I'll imagine I'll get my thrills
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By listening to squeals of PJ wheels
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As we land I duck down, I stick my head up my dick is
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Being sucked down, by a bitch named what now
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I look in her eyes, and her eyes are like an orange stars
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Look at the reflection of my foreign car by R & R
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I stick my feet out, you know the bapes that's made of eel
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You know the new checks with nigo face right on the heel
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I was a marching band, I was a skateboader
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Jesus made wine, I couldn't make water
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Ox-moronic, I'm here to destroy all you hate hoarders
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You niggaz were cool in school now you niggaz take orders
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I'm not dissin your job
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But now you listen and nod
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Some mount the limit shit, I know this position is odd
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Don't Gasp for air
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You can turn blue
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Look, accel nigga
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Trust me you can do it
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[Chorus]
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You can do it too young blood
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You can do it too young love
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Just watch what you do young blood
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And watch whose in your crew young blood
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It don't matter if you do drugs,
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And even if you threw slugs
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You can do it too young blood
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I did you can do it too
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[Verse Two]
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I know niggaz are like there's no returning when I
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Bought that white five-fifth
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So white that the coke heads just might try sniff
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I ordered the phatom coupe, that's smoke pipe grey
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And the interior was like crack white beige
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At least that's what it looked like when it was on that page
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I combed the whole brochure and it did not say, oh well
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Life's a bitch but not too extreme
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Life's got a fat ass, Trust me I'ma fuck full steam
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I make the world cream and scream, while I'm gettin my cream
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I'm coming to america call me Prince Akeem, yessir
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It's kinda weird, 'cause this I dream
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Kinda prophetic ya get it 'cause this I seen
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These type of visions, since I's teen
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I told my teacher what I saw, she said I missed byzine
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Laughed with the class with the slightest clue
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You be buying my shit, and I be rappin to you, but you can do it too
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[Chorus]
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[Verse Three]
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I know you heard the story about the dude with the attitude
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Pharrell he don't even know you but he mad at you
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He got robbed and it seems he has a huge
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He's frustrated and that it all he has is you
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So, things propel and things excel
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The next the a bing comes out the barrell
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And my man they accused him of sittin tight up in jail
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Ironic he close my man luke can hear him yell
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I ain't do it but somebody dropped him flat
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I felt the wind from it, that was God cocking back
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I got a call from Virginia grandma went back
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The line was fluctuated but it just now went flat
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See her body went down and her soul went up
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She sent angels around me so evil could not touch
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I don't lie no more and I'm haunted when I fuck
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Wealthy niggaz with a conscience, yeah you know what's up
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The wires across, and it's breeding a plague
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The conscience is hungry, and it's eating away
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Trying to make sense of it, but it's speedy in vain
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Up all night with the books and you read till the day
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But still ya house of diddy 'cause you got a little paper
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Push a cat in the corner, trust me it's the nature
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Never underestimate the-things you do
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Read your verse too, inhale the "oo", and go
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[Chorus]
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[Man Singing]
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Don't be afraid to look up the sky [8X]
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You Can Do It Too
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Pharrell Williams |