Do Ya Thang

Do ya thang, man

Fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man

Fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man

Fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man

Fuck what they lookin' at

I'm in that hot thang, gutter lane

Dippin' with that wood grain

So fuckin' hood man, they call me the Boogie Man

In that slow lane

What is your hole name?

I forgot this hoe's name

I'll call her Louis Lane

Up on that boulevard

Twenty-fours rotate

Ice Cube coming through

Got to make the hoes wait

Roll at my own pace, ****, don't hate

Fuck all you fat fuckers leaning up against my paint

Ice Cube, I steal a little paint

Movie star, fuck you

Poor ****, little drain

That's how it's going down

Out here in California

Listen to my people when a **** hit the corner

Do ya thang, man

Fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man

Fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man

Fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man

Fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man

Fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man

Fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man

Fuck what they lookin' at

Mirror mirror on the wall

Who is the flyest one of all?

Do ya thang, man

Fuck what they lookin' at

Now I pull in the parking lot

**** find a parking spot

Fired up, everybody wanna spark a lot

Puff puff pass

We out on the Ave

Looking for a big fat ass to harass

Is it you?

Uh, huh, I see you lookin' when we roll bye

Pussy still cookin'

Freaks get taken when they lookin' for stars

If you don't like my face, bitch

Look at my car

Keep it simple

I told you once before

It really don't matter how I get ya to the mo'

It really don't matter how I get ya in my low

Just hop in, let's go and let your friends know

Do ya thang, man

Fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man

Fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man

Fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man

Fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man

Fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man

Fuck what they lookin' at

Mirror mirror on the wall

Do ya thang, man

Fuck what they lookin' at

Who is the flyest one of all?

Do ya thang, man

Fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, girl

Fuck what they lookin' at

We the dogs gettin' chased by the pussycat

West coast, baby

With so much gravy

You should call the Navy

Ever since the 80's

I've been doing good

They been doing bad

When I see you walk by I'm pursuing that

But never chasing, my game is so basic

Soon as I lace it, baby wanna taste it

Just face it

Put me to the test

Ice Cube will ace it

I'm built for success

Fuck a rock star

We wanna party like a rap star

In the club, in the house or the backyard

You make it rain with ones

I make it rain with hunds

And we get lap dance for nones

They put away they crucifix

And they say, Ice Cube, boy, you the shit

Do ya thang, man

Fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man

Fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man

Fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man

Fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man

Fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man

Fuck what they lookin' at

Mirror mirror on the wall

Do ya thang, man

Fuck what they lookin' at

Who is the flyest one of all?

Do ya thang, man

Fuck what they lookin' at

Mirror mirror on the wall

Who is the flyest one of all?

I see you lookin' at me

We don't give a fuck

What you lookin' at

We gon' whip it up

Do ya thang, man

Fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man

Fuck what they lookin' at

Mirror mirror on the wall

Do ya thang, man

Fuck what they lookin' at

Who is the flyest one of all?

Do ya thang, man

Fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man

Fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man

Fuck what they lookin' at

Do ya thang, man

Fuck what they lookin' at