*inhales*
 Aiyyo  aiyyo  aiyyo Quik check this out dog
 You know mothafuckers be doin way way too mothafuckin much
 You know? That's real
 Just like baby right here  she doin too much

 Now if that nigga next to you got a rented car
 And he actin like it's his but you know it's not
 Say he doin too much  yeah nigga you doin too much
 And if that stuck up bitch got the bar posted up
 She actin like that hair's hers but you know what's up
 Say she doin too much, yeah baby you doin too much

 I gave my kinfolk the keys to my Suburb
 I told em "Hit the side and slide and get the herb"
 But guess who's callin, Pipedream Patty
 Made that nigga park my whoride beside the alley
 Forget about that nigga though (fuck that nigga)
 Fuck that nigga yo
 But I can't forget about him cuz he taught me everything I know
 Oh no Joe, walkin down the wrong lane
 Tootin on that cocaine, fuckin wit that wrong thang
 Niggas like that (what), get things like they want it (damn)
 Then fake the funk, doggonnit
 Now loc, look at this predicament
 You smoked out and can't be trusted, I can't kick it wit
 Niggas like you, used to be in my crew
 Goddamn, they don't make niggas like they used to
 I remember Marley Marl and the Juice Crew
 That's probably why I keep a tight grip on my deuce-deuce

 Now if you're doin for your family and you can't stand it
 Cuz you know these mothafuckers tryin take advantage
 Say they doin too much, yeah nigga you doin too much
 And if your kinfolk broke and he smoke dope
 And he need to catch a mothafuckin different stroke
 Say he doin too much, yeah Joey you doin too much

 We parlay, parlay everyday DPG style
 We might throw a pool party every once in a while
 Now in fact we gon' do one this weekend
 Let's see how many hoes me and my nigga Rose can weed in
 I believe in, sharin the cock
 Also, I believe in comparin the cock
 Look, don't knock a nigga like me (why?)
 Cuz she love the way I just beat up the pussy
 Not just knee deep, she was totally deep
 When she went down on me
 She blew a nigga socks off, got a nigga rocks off
 Ooh wee, baby you's a freak
 Put my homey up on game like a gangsta
 But my homey fell in love and he banked her
 Ain't that a trip? Now we in a twist
 Back in the county wit the red ribbon on his wrist

 Now when a nigga hit his girl and she don't hit back
 And he get his third strike wit no get back
 Say he doin too much, yeah homey you doin too much
 And when the homey in the pen, doin a sin
 And his girlfriend fuckin wit his best friend
 Say she doin too much, hell yeah she doin too much

 I'm livin up in the hills, wine sippin wit mills
 I'm havin major type of paper, I ain't trippin off bills (still)
 Show me some respect and accept my coolness
 And don't mistake my kindness to mean I'm foolish
 Use this as a warning, cuz I'm startin
 To figure it's some niggas think I'm soft as Charmin
 Pardon me, cuz I ain't mad when you get bent
 But I hate when fools mistake me for U.S. ?spray?
 Friends and family, gettin after me like repo
 Eat, smoke, choke then want me to throw em a c-note
 You doin too much when you clutchin on my touch-tone
 Callin strays over nigga leadin months gone
 Conversate for fo' hours, wastin mo' power
 And only get to hit a cold shower
 You fakin like you're makin more moves than Simpson
 But frontin, pushin buttons, doin nuttin but sin

 And when a nigga on yo' phone, runnin up yo' bill
 Tryin to tell some hoodrat bitch how he feel
 You know he doin too much, yeah nigga you doin too much
 And when your baby momma cryin bout she need some milk
 And you heard some other nigga did been at her tilt
 You know she doin too much, yeah baby you doin too much
 That's real