
What I Do (The Coolest Job) FLNTMusic (Ft. Devon Baldwin)
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[Intro]
On the roof tops of London
Coo, what a sight
[Spoken: FLNT]
Oh, what a day I have ahead of me
Gotta play a show, gotta make so much money
God there's so much
Man what a life I live
[Hook: Devon Baldwin & Mathew iPimpin]
Chim chim-in-ey, chim chim-in-ey
Chim chim cher-oo!
I does what I likes and I like what I do (Like what I do)
Chim chim-in-ey, chim chim-in-ey
Chim chim cher-ee!
I scream as an artist of highest degree
[Verse]
I-I-I do shows and make paper
Dunk on hoes like lakers
I hit up that party supplies i deliver
Heat on that mic and heat up all these haters
Your girl with you one minute then shes with me later
Me no mean to offend, i speak all these facts
My city know me as that kid that raps
But soon i’ll be known as that one kid with stacks
And i’ll let you all wonder just how did he do that?
I seen on all your stories, you party and blow
But you got no passion, you empty for sho’
Rapping is mine boy that shits my M.O
And i know if you could do it, you’d do it too
On the roof tops of London
Coo, what a sight
[Spoken: FLNT]
Oh, what a day I have ahead of me
Gotta play a show, gotta make so much money
God there's so much
Man what a life I live
[Hook: Devon Baldwin & Mathew iPimpin]
Chim chim-in-ey, chim chim-in-ey
Chim chim cher-oo!
I does what I likes and I like what I do (Like what I do)
Chim chim-in-ey, chim chim-in-ey
Chim chim cher-ee!
I scream as an artist of highest degree
[Verse]
I-I-I do shows and make paper
Dunk on hoes like lakers
I hit up that party supplies i deliver
Heat on that mic and heat up all these haters
Your girl with you one minute then shes with me later
Me no mean to offend, i speak all these facts
My city know me as that kid that raps
But soon i’ll be known as that one kid with stacks
And i’ll let you all wonder just how did he do that?
I seen on all your stories, you party and blow
But you got no passion, you empty for sho’
Rapping is mine boy that shits my M.O
And i know if you could do it, you’d do it too
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