Devin The Dude

Devin The Dude - Do What You Wanna Do lyrics

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Hallelujah can tell this 

Devin's got some shit wouldn't give a fuck if you dissed

Because shit to each's own and each owns voice

You can be stealin killin or chillen whateva your choice

Smoke some weed smoke ya pipe fuck it 

Life if how you live it

I grab tha mic while tha DJ groove it (turntable scratch noise)

Explicit lyrics is what um known to kick

Trying to make money so I can make honeys blow on mah dick

I go on a quick mission to find some kil'

Ain't no big deal, just hop in tha Seville

Mah homey put me down quarter pound for a bill

Wake up in tha morning and I have weed still and I chill

With tha brothas sippin coffee

Too old to be listenin' into what you say so hoe get off me 

You're born in this world by ya self and you die alone

So as long as ya grown ya might as well gone and just



[Chorus]

Do what tha fuck you wanna do (Go ahead and just)

Say what tha fuck you wanna say



What did it all mean?

Say what you want hoe ya grown

You make decisions on your own

No one would suffer but you 

So do what tha fuck you wanna do



Now everybody's got elders and you should respect um

They been through similar shit but then again you can't let um

Put they hands on ya life like a remote control

Have you travelin down tha same bumpy tore up road

Now close friends and relatives they should be constantly by ya side

And understand you gotta let ya conscience be your guide

There'll finally come a time for ya self you must decide

Cause you only get a ticket might as well enjoy tha ride and just



[Chorus]



And there's a couple of fucked up man made rules that we should follow

But you gotta realize you just might not wake up tomorrow

And tha dollar you earn is tha dolla you spend

Go get sumthin for ya kids or buy a bottle of gin 

Is it a sin? I 'ont (don't) know

What X and O's in this game

Tryin to survive, tryin to get high, tryin to get by and stay alive

So (Do it till ya satisfied) Not just a lil bit 

But wait until ya eighty and start sayin what you couldda did



But what did it all mean?

Say what you want hoe ya grown

You make decisions on your own

No one would suffer but you 

So do what tha fuck you wanna do



[Chorus fades out]
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