
The Way You Do It (9th Got More Soul Than He Ever Did Remix) Little Brother
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[Hook]
Relax yourself, breathe easy cuz
We like the way you do. (inhale)
Relax yourself, breathe easy cuz
We like the way you do it. (Doin' what ya doin' baby)
[Verse 1: Phonte]
Yo, six minutes to showtime, I was out in the rain
Wit my nigga Big Pooh goin' over some thangs
No money in our pockets, just a buck and some change
Ran up in the hideaway wit niggas screamin' our name
Took the stage like a jet soarin'
Wildin' out wit the sweat pourin', til I woke up hoarse the next mornin'
An ill feeling that it brings about
To see niggas mouthin' yo words and you ain't even got a single out
On stage stealing yo' spot
It's the equivalent of ten adrenaline shots
Just like L.E.G.A.S.Y. and Sean Boog when they killin' the R.O.C
Ain't gotta worry 'bout if niggas just pretendin' it's hot
Cuz I can see their hands in the air wavin', heads bobbin'
Neck snappin' back and forth, 'bout to break dat shit
Man I appreciate dat shit
Thanks for showin' us love and to the top we fin' to take dat shit
Fa y'all
[Hook]
Relax yourself, breathe easy cuz
We like the way you do. (inhale)
Relax yourself, breathe easy cuz
We like the way you do it. (Doin' what ya doin' baby)
[Verse 1: Phonte]
Yo, six minutes to showtime, I was out in the rain
Wit my nigga Big Pooh goin' over some thangs
No money in our pockets, just a buck and some change
Ran up in the hideaway wit niggas screamin' our name
Took the stage like a jet soarin'
Wildin' out wit the sweat pourin', til I woke up hoarse the next mornin'
An ill feeling that it brings about
To see niggas mouthin' yo words and you ain't even got a single out
On stage stealing yo' spot
It's the equivalent of ten adrenaline shots
Just like L.E.G.A.S.Y. and Sean Boog when they killin' the R.O.C
Ain't gotta worry 'bout if niggas just pretendin' it's hot
Cuz I can see their hands in the air wavin', heads bobbin'
Neck snappin' back and forth, 'bout to break dat shit
Man I appreciate dat shit
Thanks for showin' us love and to the top we fin' to take dat shit
Fa y'all
[Hook]
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