Ah, my ****, You could do it, too

(Turn me up, turn me up)

You could do it, too

My ****, You could do it, too

You could do it, too

You could do it, too

(Just tellin' you, ya know?)

Ay yo

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

By listening to squeals of the 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 star

Look at the reflection of my foreign car, the R&R

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

You know the new shits with Nigo face right on the heel

I was in marching band, I was a skateboarder

Jesus made wine, I couldn't make water

Oxymoronic, I'm here to destroy all you hate hoarders

You **** was cool in school, now you **** take orders

I'm not dissin' your job

But now you listen and nod

Some Outer Limits shit, I know this position is odd

Don't gasp for air

You can turn blue

Look, excel, ****

Trust me You could do it, too

You could do it, too, young love

You could do it, too, young love (huh? What?)

Just watch what you do, young love

And watch whose in your crew, young love

It don't matter if you do drugs

Or even if you threw slugs (huh? What?)

You could do it, too, young love

I did it, You could do it, too

I know **** is like, there's no returning when I bought that white 5-50

So white that the coke heads just might try sniff

Or ordered the Phantom coupe, that's smoke pipe grey

And the interior was like crack rock 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 our dream

Kinda prophetic, you get it 'cause this, I've seen

These type of visions, since I was teen

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

Laughed with the class, but with the slightest clue

You be buying my shit, and I be rappin' to you

But You could do it, too

You could do it too young love

You could do it too young love (huh? What?)

Just watch what you do young love

And watch whose in your crew young love (huh? What?)

It don't matter if you do drugs

Or even if you threw slugs (huh? What?)

You could do it too young love

I did it, You could do it too

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 that he has accused

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

So, things propel and things excel

And the next thing bang comes out the barrell

And my man they accused sittin' tight up in jail

Ironically close, my man Lou 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 horny when I fuck

Wealthy **** 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 'til the day

But still ya high sadity 'cause you got a lil' paper

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

Never underestimate the things you do

Read Job verse two, inhale the "ooh", and go

You could do it too young love

You could do it too young love (huh? What?)

Just watch what you do young love

And watch whose in your crew young love (huh? What?)

It don't matter if you do drugs

Or even if you threw slugs (huh? What?)

You could do it too young love

I did it, You could do it too

Don't be afraid to look up in the sky (fellas)

Don't be afraid to look up in the sky (my ****)

Don't be afraid to look up in the sky (fellas)

Don't be afraid to look up in the sky (check it)

Don't be afraid to look up in the sky (my ****)

Don't be afraid to look up in the sky (fellas)

Don't be afraid to look up in the sky (my ****)

Don't be afraid to look up in the sky

Let me tell you a story of my situation (I know you're bobbin' your head)

Let me, let me, let me, let me tell you the story of my situation (a man like Villan)

Let me, let me, let me, let me tell you story of my situation (I see you bobbin' ya head)

Let me, let me, let me, let me tell you story of my situation (Rolls-Royce Music, man)