Do What We Want (feat. Wiz Khalifa) - Berner & B-Real

This is how we do it Tens, twenties, fifties, hunnids I'm a dope dealer, baby, I be countin' money (countin' racks up) Ain't like you other, all my really thuggin' Can't bring it in the club, so I was never into clubbin' (ayy) What you mean she ain't got it? (She ain't got it) We ain't fuckin' 'less she got it, I need money outta pocket (outta pockets) You ain't ballin', stop it If I got it I'ma pop it, I'm in Neiman's with my rocket (fire, fire) 30 hangin' off my Off-White denim Politickin' and they feelin' like some children Wave, baby, real in the building I'm tryna break your back, I ain't really with the building (this is how we do it) Stealin', robbin', we want all the problems Count a couple thousand then I stuff 'em in my Robins (countin' racks up) Made, I get money in six ways These switched lanes, stayed in mine, here the check came This is how we do it It's Friday night I poured three lines The codeine's here on the west side So, I reach for my liter, then I pour it up Designate a driver, take the keys, not my cup Pop some Xans, now I'm faded Count a hunnid bands up like, "Yeah, we made it" Big body Benz (skrrt, skrrt) You can't see through my tints (tints) I've been creepin' while you sleepin' Finna shoot you and yo' mans I mix molly with my Henn' I get geeked up, count my ends (count 'em off) If a run up on me Pull this 30 out my pants, uh (this is how we do it, okay) Just got a big joint rolled up My own liquor what I pour in my cup I don't got six, I don't show up Seen the diamond chain, they go nuts Brought ten bottles, I don't think it's enough We run out, I got more in a trunk Talk down then, get snuffed Lotta joints gettin' rolled, lotta cones gettin' stuffed I told my jeweler "Freeze my wrist up" Wanna keep her on your team, then she gon' need cuffs Cartier frames and my AP bussin' Realest in the game, no, it ain't no question Hello, you don't dress like me Low-key, wanna be just like me I can pull up in a fresh white tee Guaranteed (guarantee) every in the party want me Pulled up, sittin' low in my seat Smokin' on KK like a G Bad, ridin' with me, she a freak, smokin', drinkin' Going hard all week, let's go (this is how we do it) This is how we do it (ha-ha) It's Friday night (uh) I poured three lines The codeine's here on the west side So, I reach for my liter, then I pour it up Designate a driver, take the keys, not my cup Pop some Xans, now I'm faded Count a hunnid bands up like, "Yeah, we made it"

Man its been so long (Man its been so long) Shit running thru my mind Am i running out of time? Quick road trip move a hundred at a time 3 cellphones imma need another line When them truck pull up yeah its money on the line Man this shits to easy Cut a little square of the block My hand on the Glock If i pop off he going to be bleeding We just want to smoke and chill Touchdown with another load to sell You dont have weight, you dont hold forealI just pulled down in the Oakland hills I just pulled up in a, coke white drop with the floor lights 3 girls at once thats tour life Real plugs say Bern we need your price Cut blow, double up, buy more ice Still in the streets with the work for lowI got rich right back off purple smokeI brought a big ass bag full of herb to rollI might flex on a bitch, yeah curve a hoe. Frisco baby thats where im from We ride old schools, race cars for funI got a whole house full, you should cop you some I get a crazy ass rush when I knock me some All we do is roll some joints and smoke until the sun come up All we do is grind all day and try to get the money up All we do is hit the club and tell some bitches Come with us Party and get high Dont hop in the whip if your not down to show shitIm with TGOD all my bros here Ain't worried about your man, dont go thereWe can smoke all day and go nowhere Girl im so player, I get high all day Deposit them checks all my guys getting paid No time for the stress im just trying to get laid And yall niggas ain't got, no deals No meals, no snowmobiles, so chill, im so real No bills, just smoke dont choke but your hoe willI just made a play today, I just might drop a new day to day Smoking weed ballin in a major way Young rich nigga thats safe to say Bitch want to fuck with me cause im ballin Knowing that I won't call in the morning Whole lot of kush never have a shortage Whole lot of bank and my bitch is gorgeous Whole lot of niggas so my section packed Whole lots of whips with the top going back Taylor Gang niggas on top thats facts Niggas still ain't need to stop all that. End

Uh, what happened, what happened? Yeah, damn, girl, what happened? What happened? What happened? What happened? I thought you weren't fucking with me no more Damn, girl, what happened? I thought you wasn't fucking with me no more What happened? What happened? She said oh, you got that comeback, she said my dick is a necessity Drop my drawers, and pull out my longevity She just hop on it, and then she forget everything Oh she so open, who's obsessed with me, when she leave me, she come back like she ain't never leave She talk bad about my new bitch, cause we got chemistry She said it ain't jealousy, allegedly I thought you wasn't fucking with me no more Girl, what happened, you act like you don't miss me, oh my god you suck at acting I am like I thought you don't fuck with me no more, girl I'm laughing She said, she get real, when that vibrator run out of batteries She be talking about how she moving on with her life, she tired of my shit and she can do Better She told herself; she ain't fucking with me no more She done lied to herself, she'll lie to who whatever Talking about, she seen me with such and such I say it's nothin', just fuck and duck She said yeah, nigga, what I look like I said just like my new daughter She said ohh, you make me sick I love you, I hate you, I'm leaving, I'm lying Cause none of them niggas, can never be you, can never be you, I don't know why If she's over me, I look up to the sky, I see her falling for me like a bomb, she said, I know Your gonna Miss me when I'm gone, I just cosign and we make up for lost time She always say, this is the last time She love better, than she lie She always say, this is the last time She said that last time, wait I thought you wasn't fucking with me no more Girl, what happened I thought you wasn't fucking with me no more Hold up wait You're lying to ya self, (stop lying) you compromise with yaself I thought you wasn't fucking with me no more Hold up wait I thought you wasn't fucking with me no more Hold up wait Damn girl what happened? Hold up, hold up, hold up What happened, what happened? First you change your email, then ya number became private I bet you found another nigga you can vibe with Quit lying to yourself, retrace all ya steps Fucking with them suckers, they gonna have ya playing with yaself I'm a smooth operator; you don't need a vibrator Licking everything below, the navel, cause I'm able Ball so maafakin hard, tape my ankle Ball so maafakin hard, check my bankroll You talkin bout you don't fuck with a nigga, go outta town like you done with a nigga Really ain't much done, with a nigga Straight shots, put liquor on it, and lick it Put the x in the exceptional, put the x in the extraho I put the x in x and o I got the game in professional, yeah, my dick is the antidote You can ride my ontop, like an animal That time, I wanted to smoke with ya bestfriend, I wanna fuck yall on the patio, you miss When I kiss on Ya earring, you miss when I kiss on your clit ring Thats why I put you in this 16, I'll fuck you and watch you on the big screen Yeahhhh!! She said oh, you got that comeback, she said my dick is a necessity, (Lil Wayne) Drop down my drawers, and pull out my longevity She just hop on it, and fuck it, everything She like you know, I'll never leave She's on that dick, like leather seats You know that, make up sex be extra sweet So let's break up, and make up like Pleasure P You always say, this is ya last time You always say, this is ya last time You always say, this is ya last time You said that last time, girl I thought you wasn't fucking with me no more. girl, what happened I thought you wasn't fucking with me no more. girl, what happened You're lying to ya self, (stop lying) you compromise with yaself I thought you wasn't fucking with me no more I thought you wasn't fucking with me no more You're lying to ya self, (stop lying) you compromise with yaself I thought you wasn't fucking with me no more

The birds outside my window Want to drive this stupid song into my head I wake up in this empty bed alone I guess it's somethin' that I said I tried to open up a door between us But I guess it was a wall instead And I try and I try And it tears me all up inside Tell me your dreams What do they mean? And what do we want from each other? Where do we go? Nobody knows Then what do we want from each other? 7:45 I got a flight But you're still mad about last night Tear apart Pandora's box I try to open every lock in sight And I try and I try And it tears me all up inside Tell me your dreams What do they mean? And what do we want from each other? Where do we go? Nobody knows Then what do we want from each other? Another Sunday mornin' comin' down But I'm tryin' to see the bright side Another cold and unforgiving dawn I wish I was on your right side (right side) I wish that you could understand That words can fail the best intentions, ma'am And I try and I try And it tears me all up inside Tell me your dreams What do they mean? And what do we want from each other? Where do we go? Nobody knows Then what do we want from each other? Tell me your dreams What do they mean? And what do we want from each other? Where do we go? Nobody knows Then what do we want from each other? And them birds outside my window Wanna drive this stupid song into my head

Ooh (ooh-ooh) Oh, yeah-yeah-yeah (yeah) Yeah-yeah, oh, yeah, yeah-yeah (ayy) I can talk nasty if you want me to, ayy, ayy (if you want me to) I can get nasty if you want me to, ayy, ayy (if you want me to) I can get crazy if you want me to, ayy, ayy (if you want me to) When you get crazy, I like it too, ayy (yes, I like it too) I'm back from grievin' Don't ask the reason, your past repeatin' You trade cast for breathin', now your arse is easing (is easin') Ridin' high, two's on three, I roll past four seasons, yeah (ah-ah, yeah) Go to the drive and four moves Thought he know I'm gon' dive in, mm, mm (woo) Take my shoes off and shawty gon' chеw me Talkin' like tried in, mm, mm You can takе a look at my eyes and tell I'm high Fuck vibes in, mm, mm (take a look at my eyes) Got one hand on the neck, got a finger on her pussy And a thumb in the crack (oh-oh, yeah, yeah-yeah) I can talk nasty if you want me to, ayy, ayy (yeah-yeah, nasty) I can get nasty if you want me to, ayy, ayy (nasty, yeah) I can get crazy if you want me to, ayy, ayy (real crazy, babe) When you get crazy, I like it too (yeah, I like it too) New me, wait Novacane, no, nothin' was the same Your nigga's walkin' 'round like this on purple rain Fuck is you talkin' 'bout? Small money, big mans Yeah, you get to the money, but hoes say you been in lane Been gettin' pussy, I smoke a doobie and switch lanes (yeah) Hair weave killer, I had to pay for her new braids (yeah) Phrase of the day: "Get money, don't hate" (yeah) You got the same 24 hours I got, why wait? (Why wait?) She wanna go on a date, so I took her to Cabo (hmm) Put designer on, I punch your pussy, no drawers on astros (yeah) Hear, this shit is colossal, like the ass of my bitch (bitch) Slap that ass too hard, I might fracture my wrist (wrist) Yeah, I can talk nasty if you want me to, ayy, ayy (I can talk nasty, I can talk nasty) I can get nasty if you want me to, ayy, ayy (so nasty, yeah) I can get crazy if you want me to, ayy, ayy (how crazy do you want it?) When you get crazy, I like it too (yeah, Jacquees say, yeah) Hit it from the back, then side strokes (side strokes) Hands on your neck, no blindfolds, ayy (no blindfolds) Hit the pussy hard like frontal (like frontal) Feel on that, spit on that, lick on that I'm 'bout to fuck 'round and late night, I tip on it

You start as lil' bro Then you big bro You start as lil' homie Then you big homie Niggas know me The bitches know me Salute to the Goonies Do a stick up for me When I die blow some weed Pour some liquor for me Know I keep working the whip You couldn't get up on it I've been skrting' off since nextels was chirping off Looking at the stash house Could tell you what the dirt is for I could get deeper with it Tell you what niggas murder for All this fly shit that we living for Superstitious hand is itching I'm bout to get it though Can't trust niggas The UZI is by the kitchen door Be careful what you be wishing for Well to the well is empty What is money for Can't get nothing from nothing I prove different though But never say you gettin' the money Cause they be snitchin' y'all Handfuls out the turkey bag Move the pounds, blow the funds, you lookin' at the chosen ones Handfuls out the turkey bag Never rat, love the silence, you lookin' at the golden ones Handfuls out the turkey bag, I'm loaded I'ma throw 'em 20 pounds, let 'em work with that Handfuls out the turkey bag Long live the king, be a king, word to the jack This shit is dreamy Got me weeding bout Nefertiti Bora Bora for a week When I leave Tahiti Campin' ain't' easy but the game still need me Only reason I'm around still I never got greedy The trippy thing about life Is you could live forever Keep your name good In the streets I'm tryna' do better Paper drip with sauce Yeah burnin' nice and slow Another million from the road I'm tryna buy another home I miss the jack, big forty on my lap While I'm ridin' a lot of good keep dyin' Half a pound to the neck I'ma grind tll I see the sunrise We don't rest man We don't even flex now We just feel blessed to wake up In the morning and take another breath Handfuls out the turkey bag, I'm loaded I'ma throw em 20 pounds, let 'em work with that Handfuls out the turkey bag Move the pounds, blow the funds, you lookin' at the chosen ones Handfuls out the turkey bag Never rat, love the silence, you lookin' at the golden ones Handfuls out the turkey bag, I'm loaded I'ma throw 'em 20 pounds, let 'em work with that Handfuls out the turkey bag Long live the king, be a king, word to the jack Got my bottom bitch bliffin' paper When all the neighbours got the flavor like an hour later Fuck I hate her Mind tripped in like a smoke cloud When my loud niggas have it drippin' From the joint up in my fingers Dead ringers, Rig slingers No blue dreamers Our pants are gettn' fatter while your pockets gettin' leaner Every pack of lit do bring a limoncello so much sweeter Watch these bitches change up their demeanor The grass is greener A thousand lights, ladies bouncin' by the style in sight If you lookin' for the doctor, got to know you pound 'em right It's all gas, better haul ass like you got a hall pass To the spot, payment, all cash So let me light this one and make it smell lovely No matter what you do you could never be above me I keep pushin' till the Sun sets, until the break of dawn Concentrate, I'm dabbin' to the song Mind gone Handfuls out the turkey bag Move the pounds, blow the funds, you lookin' at the chosen ones Handfuls out the turkey bag Never rat, love the silence, you lookin' at the golden ones Handfuls out the turkey bag, I'm loaded I'ma throw 'em 20 pounds, let 'em work with that Handfuls out the turkey bag Long live the king, be a king, word to the jack

Shiftin' lines from the paradigm sublime On the streets of Cali, yo what's goin' on in town Wanna see my name in lights like a star gleamin' I wanna make you feel somethin', excorcise your demons Every day's a struggle, tryna make a bundle How can you stay humble when the streets love you I got a bad habit, I'm a winning-addict Livin' in sin, tragic life is fucking short damn it Can't afford wasting time when life happens Gotta get to everyday like the days are trappening Now we worldwide, it means worlds collide And we killing everything, so rather die We move, work it, low rates through the whole State And watch the money rotate All gas, no brakes 'til my dough's straight Now watch the money rotate Now watch the money rotate Now watch the money rotate Whether the streets are rappin' we get it both ways Now watch the money rotate Lost in the smoke, I knew I came from nothing Inhale, exhale like the pain is nothing Picadas drops and I need the vein conduction Toke's real cheap if it's the same for suction Turn on the beat, the feejees came from something Hit the screen, spit flame and leave you a brain concussion We all play games though none of you niggas call foul New York nigga, but you know I'm smokin' that North Cal See ya landin' in, we have the right to the board now Rather smoke four pounds than hit you with the four pound So you want juice, then visit me at the store now I was gettin toward now, before I tore, tore down Global 4G star, hit you with the full clam I got to burn it let's be real I'm wit, burnin' it be real Twenty-four-seven high is always how I be feel We move, work it, low rates through the whole State And watch the money rotate All gas, no brakes 'til my dough's straight Now watch the money rotate Now watch the money rotate Now watch the money rotate Whether the streets are rappin' we get it both ways Now watch the money rotate All dedication, no education Livin' life every day like I'm on vacation Beach houses seem to be my favourite destination Fake friends, I'm sick of seeing smilin' faces Look, twenty years got him shook Another loss took, cold hearted crook What a vision I just wanna see my daughter smile Money pile in the closet man that shit is wild Love the struggle, it just made the hunger much realer I'm on top, millionaire, ex drug-dealer I bet the smoke in my lung burn much cleaner Than burnt rot with a toolie on those street-sweepers Bulletproof Cadillac that shit is presidential Pretty model bitch, got great potential Dirty money hidden all in the Renault Top dog in the game, I'm on another level We move, work it, low rates through the whole State And watch the money rotate All gas, no brakes 'til my dough's straight Now watch the money rotate Now watch the money rotate Now watch the money rotate Whether the streets are rappin' we get it both ways Now watch the money rotate