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from No Limit Top Dogg

"Doin' Too Much" is track #5 on the album No Limit Top Dogg. It was written by Broadus, Calvin / Wynn, Philippe / Clinton, George S / Davis, Tracy La Marr / Blake, David.
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"Doin' Too Much" is track #5 on the album No Limit Top Dogg. It was written by Broadus, Calvin / Wynn, Philippe / Clinton, George S / Davis, Tracy La Marr / Blake, David.
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Aiyyo, aiyyo, aiyyo, quick check this out dog
You know mothafuckers be doin' way way too mothafuckin' much
You know that's real
Just like baby right here, she doin' too much

Now if that nigga next to you got a rented car
And he actin' like it's his but you know it's not
Say he doin' too much, yeah, nigga you doin' too much
And if that stuck-up bitch got the bar posted-up
She actin' like that hair's hers but you know what's up
Say she doin' too much, yeah baby, you doin' too much

I gave my kinfolk the keys to my Suburb
I told 'em hit the side and slide and get the herb
But guess who's callin', Pipedream Patty
Made that nigga park my who ride beside the alley

Forget about that nigga though
(Fuck that nigga)
Fuck that nigga, yo
But I can't forget about him 'cause he taught me everything I know
Oh no Joe, walkin' down the wrong lane

Tootin' on that cocaine, fuckin' wit that wrong thang
Niggas like that get things like they want it
(What, damn)
Then fake the funk, doggonnit, now Loc, look at this predicament
You smoked out and can't be trusted, I can't kick it wit

Niggas like you used to be in my crew
Goddamn, they don't make niggas like they used to
I remember Marley Marl and the Juice Crew
That's probably why I keep a tight grip on my deuce, deuce

Now if you're doin' for your family and you can't stand it
'Cause you know these mothafuckers tryin' take advantage
Say they doin' too much, yeah nigga, you doin' too much
And if your kinfolk broke and he smoke dope
And he need to catch a mothafuckin' different stroke
Say he doin' too much, yeah Joey, you doin' too much

We parlay, parlay everyday DPG style
We might throw a pool party every once in a while
Now in fact we gon' do one this weekend
Let's see how many hoes me and my nigga Rose can weed in

I believe in, sharin' the cock
Also, I believe in comparin' the cock
Look, don't knock a nigga like me
(Why?)
'Cause she love the way I just beat up the pussy

Not just knee deep, she was totally deep
When she went down on me
She blew a nigga socks off, got a nigga rocks off
Ooh wee, baby you's a freak

Put my homey up on game like a gangsta
But my homey fell in love and he banked her
Ain't that a trip? Now we in a twist
Back in the county wit the red ribbon on his wrist

Now when a nigga hit his girl and she don't hit back
And he get his third strike wit no get back
Say he doin' too much, yeah homey you doin' too much
And when the homey in the pen, doin' a sin
And his girlfriend fuckin' wit his best friend
Say she doin' too much, hell yeah, she doin' too much

I'm livin' up in the hills, wine sippin' wit mills
I'm havin' major type of paper, I ain't trippin' off bills
(Still)
Show me some respect and accept my coolness
And don't mistake my kindness to mean I'm foolish

Use this as a warning, 'cause I'm startin'
To figure it's some niggas think I'm soft as Charmin
Pardon me, 'cause I ain't mad when you get bent
But I hate when fools mistake me for U.S. [unverified] spray [unverified]

Friends and family, gettin' after me like repo
Eat, smoke, choke then want me to throw 'em a C-note
You doin' too much when you clutchin' on my touch-tone
Callin' strays over nigga leadin' months gone

Conversate for fo' hours, wastin' mo' power
And only get to hit a cold shower
You fakin' like you're makin' more moves than Simpson
But frontin', pushin' buttons, doin' nuttin' but sin

And when a nigga on yo' phone, runnin' up yo' bill
Tryin to tell some hoodrat bitch how he feel
You know he doin' too much, yeah nigga, you doin' too much
And when your baby momma cryin' 'bout she need some milk
And you heard some other nigga did been at her tilt
You know she doin' too much, yeah baby, you doin' too much
That's real

Songwriters
Broadus, Calvin / Wynn, Philippe / Clinton, George S / Davis, Tracy La Marr / Blake, David

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Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing

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