Doin' It - Tech N9ne, Ome, Yukmouth

Ey man this feel like I’m in Miami, Florida, man

But reppin' Kansas City at the same time

I can do anything go shop buy fly high no lookin' back

Take a trip everyday livin' life all paid build an Empire State

I’m doin' it (doin' it)

I’m doin' it (doin' it)

I’m doin' it (doin' it)

Euro, pounds, crowns, get dough

Red Light District, hoes in the window

At the Green House blowin' on the indo

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room and the cab is the Benzo

Yo, then I’m on to the next

Got hoes on deck, got a home on my neck

Yup, wrist flooded in cruice ship

The Last Train to Paris like Diddy for them benjies

All black everythang?

frisbee

I can do anything go shop buy fly high no lookin' back

Take a trip everyday livin' life all paid build an Empire State

I’m doin' it (doin' it)

I’m doin' it (doin' it)

I’m doin' it (doin' it)

I’m doin' it weller than?

Globetrottin', I’m hot, I’m a young yacht seller

All about my paper I’m serious like an emergency

Some of y’all ain’t heard of me but I’m about to fix that

And no I don’t pay rent partner I pay mortgage

Oh yeah I’m doing that

I can do anything go shop buy fly high no lookin' back

Take a trip everyday livin' life all paid build an Empire State

I’m doin' it (doin' it)

I’m doin' it (doin' it)

I’m doin' it (doin' it)

Sold out shows Nina make 'em go nuts

They get the dough cut

Cold days in Missouri can’t stand them

So I take the family to Saint Martin just to tan 'em

Kickin' at random beaches then when I land?

Wife and kids in the Phantom

Why she all up in mine?

I’m Tech N9ne

And gettin' mo checks, my life is so jet

I got a Mercedes-Benz I ain’t drove yet

?

your?

filet?

chewing it

Haters want me to ruin and never stop the Nina cause it’s

We’re closing airports

I can do anything go shop buy fly high no lookin' back

Take a trip everyday livin' life all paid build an Empire State

I’m doin' it (doin' it)

I’m doin' it (doin' it)

I’m doin' it (doin' it)

Okay this means we through doin' it now

This was the mixed plate

Now I’m 'bout to go to Gates and get me a?

tray

Kansas City baby this album was for you

I don’t care what nobody say