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Pharrell

Genres: Pop

You Can Do It Too Lyrics - Pharrell

My nigga' you can do it too (turn me up, turn me up) 

You can do it too 

My nigga' you can do it too 

You can do it too 

You can do it too (Just tellin you, ya know?) 

 

Aiyyo 

Never in a million years I'll imagine I'll get my thrills 

By listening to squeals of PJ wheels 

As we land I duck down, I stick my head up my dick is 

Being sucked down, by a bitch named what now 

I look in her eyes, and her eyes are like an orange stars 

Look at the reflection of my foreign car by are & are 

I stick my feet out, you know the bapes that's made of eel 

You know the new checks with nigo face right on the heel 

I was a marching band, I was a skateboader 

Jesus made wine, I couldn't make water 

Ox-moronic, I'm here to destroy all you hate hoarders 

You niggaz were cool in school now you niggaz take orders 

I'm not dissin your job 

But now you listen and nod 

Some mount the limit shit, I know this position is odd 

 

Don't Gasp for air 

You can turn blue 

Look, accel nigga 

Trust me you can do it 

 

[Chorus:] 

You can do it too young blood 

You can do it too young love 

Just watch what you do young blood 

And watch whose in your crew young blood 

It don't matter if you do drugs, 

And even if you threw slugs 

You can do it too young blood 

I did you can do it too 

 

I know niggas are like there's no returning when I 

Bought that white five-fifth 

So white that the coke heads just might try sniff 

I ordered the phantom coupe, that's smoke pipe grey 

And the interior was like crack white beige 

At least that's what it looked like when it was on that page 

I combed the whole brochure and it did not say, oh well 

Life's a bitch but not too extreme 

Life's got a fat ass, Trust me I'ma fuck full steam 

I make the world cream and scream, while I'm gettin my cream 

I'm coming to America call me Prince Akeem, yes sir 

It's kinda weird, 'cause this I dream 

Kinda prophetic ya get it 'cause this I seen 

These type of visions, since I's teen 

I told my teacher what I saw, she said I missed byzine 

Laughed with the class with the slightest clue 

You be buying my shit, and I be rappin to you, but you can do it too 

 

[Chorus] 

 

I know you heard the story about the dude with the attitude 

Pharrell he don't even know you but he mad at you 

He got robbed and it seems he has a huge 

He's frustrated and that it all he has is you 

So, things propel and things excel 

The next the a bing comes out the barrell 

And my man they accused him of sittin tight up in jail 

Ironic he close my man luke can hear him yell 

I ain't do it but somebody dropped him flat 

I felt the wind from it, that was God cocking back 

I got a call from Virginia grandma went back 

The line was fluctuated but it just now went flat 

See her body went down and her soul went up 

She sent angels around me so evil could not touch 

I don't lie no more and I'm haunted when I fuck 

Wealthy niggaz with a conscience, yeah you know what's up 

The wires across, and it's breeding a plague 

The conscience is hungry, and it's eating away 

Trying to make sense of it, but it's speedy in vain 

Up all night with the books and you read till the day 

But still ya house of diddy 'cause you got a little paper 

Push a cat in the corner, trust me it's the nature 

Never underestimate the-things you do 

Read your verse too, inhale the "oo", and go 

 

[Chorus] 

 

Don't be afraid to look up the sky [8X] 

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