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Do The Damn Thang chords by Fabolous

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  • Eb

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Verse 1
(C major) Look, (G major) I can see them (C major) niggas stuntin' to this right now,
not now, but right now
Yea, yea, ch- ch- yea
Look, lo- (G major) lo (C major) look
Look, lo- lo look
Look, look
(G major) It's no
Verse 2
(C major) love for the other side,
fuck them tricks
Pop the glove on the other side,
buck them (G major) bricks
Birds (C major) love how a brother ride,
truckin' run sick
I'm heard of on the southern side,
I'm plucked and equipped
(G major) I been (C major) one of them boys
since way back when
This is way before a nigga
brought grey plaques (G major) in
So if I (C major) spray mac- 10s, bet
you niggas lay back then
Like you sittin' in a Maybach Benz
Yea I made crack grins but ain't
a damn thing funny
I keep a pocket fulla do
the damn thang (G major) money
I (C major) keep it comin' with bottles
of champagne dunny
So keep it bouncin' till you pull
a hamstring honey
These pimps just better have
a gothic for me
I got them hoes starin' like
they got a problem with me
(G major) I got them (C major) boys slingin' rocks
in the lobby for me
I'm rich bitch, ballin' just a hobby for me
(G major) I got a

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Verse 3
(C major) pocket full of money
and my wrist all froze
So fuck what you heard we don't love them hoes, (G major)
(C major) heeyyy
Do the damn thang, do the (G major) damn thang
A nigga (C major) might grin' but it ain't shit funny
Got a pocket fulla that,
do the damn thang (G major) money, (C major) heeyy
Do the damn thang, do the (G major) damn thang
Verse 4
(C major) My phone is tapped and so is
my livin' room
We can't hide the money here,
we need (G major) a bigger room (C major)
Let me show you what I stand fo
Jesus Schwarzenegger call me (G major) commando
(C major) On that Remy Martin, nigga matter fact
I ain't Fat Joe but I
can make (G major) em lean back (C major)
Save your ammo don't waste it
Got him dodgin' bullets like
he in the (G major) matrix (C major)
Jeans strapped and ya better dip
Carvin' 15, got (G major) six clips
(C major) Pilsbury nigga, got a lotta dough
Call me Boston george,
got (G major) a lotta hoes (C major)
They place orders, so I bake cakes
I'm a bodybuilder, pump
(G major) a lotta weight (C major)
You see the diamonds in
my damn chain
It ain't hard to tell, I do (G major) the damn thang
Verse 5
I got a (C major) pocket full of money
and my wrist all froze
So fuck what you heard we don't love them hoes, (G major)
(C major) heeyyy
Do the damn thang, do the (G major) damn thang
(C major) A nigga might grin' but it
ain't shit funny
Got a pocket fulla that,
do the damn thang (G major) money, (C major) heeyy
Do the damn thang, do the (G major) damn thang
Verse 6
You (C major) hatin' instead
of participatin' with them (E flat major) boys
You (C major) skatin' on them
22 datins like them (G major) boys
I'm (C major) hatin' that they communicatin'
with them boys
I'm waitin' just to send
them to Satan for that shit
(G major) They (C major) see a nigga stones look sick
And I gotta stack of singles in my
hand that's phone booth thick
(G major) 'Cause I'm (C major) so hood rich
That I'm no good bitch
And even if she gotta pimp
then a hoe should switch
(G major) And get (C major) ridda that shit spitta,
get wit her, shit gitter
Sit wit her, hit spitter,
that don't (G major) bitch chitter
(C major) My style fit wit her
I tell her you don went left now you need to
go right like a (G major) switch (C major) hitta
I know them tricks bitter
When I'm in the six with her
So I'm in a mix with her
Forty four (G major) six with her
(C major) And I'm higher than a motherfucker
But a nigga try then he gon
die in this (G major) motherfucker
Verse 7
I got a (C major) pocket full of money
and my wrist all froze
So fuck what you heard we don't love them hoes, (G major)
(C major) heeyyy
Do the damn thang, do the (G major) damn thang
(C major) A nigga might grin' but it
ain't shit funny
Got a pocket fulla that,
do the damn thang (G major) money, (C major) heeyy
Do the damn thang,
do the (G major) damn thang
Outro 1
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