Kanye West

Kanye West - Doing Fine lyrics

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Spit it to ya say little West's a little beast

To make the middle west blow like tha middle east

PEACE

Peace, couldn't afford the S-Class

So I had to cop the baby mama Benz

G

With put 50 I get this on the first tape

But that 50 break the bank

Back when my ATM was crazy slim

Had a girl nicknamed Spreewell 

Cause when I try to stop she still made me spin

Back when 80's was in

My dog Crazy Ken had 80 of them

It's time to hit the dancefloor ya CRAZY again

Ta get that cash money like Baby and Slim

Pull up in somethin tinted

So tinted she squinted

She said "This car is real old!" I told her her it was vintage

And I need to hit the HEALTH CLUB

And get a girl thats

In to the fitness tryna get into the business

Ima make her my apprentice

Make her open wide like she made me her dentist

And let me get inside



[Chorus]

Now I been hustlin' my whole life (Ohh)

Tryna get this money up (Ohh)

And I think I finally got it right

And I been partyin with this one girl

Who claim "I gotta go to work tomorrow, but tonights the night

So pour another glass of that good stuff

A couple more shots and I'll be

Doing Fine"



Spit it to ya say little West to little beast

To make the middle west blow like tha middle east

PEACE

Please

What I gotta win 5 gram-mys before you finally let me play Alicia's

Keys

If I can't bone then I'll get a clone

Get her there got her there grab her hair she bobbin don't stop her there

Told me she love the Roc so much she drove all the way to Far Rockaway

For Roc-a-wear

More popular, cause I abracadabra my Nissan [scratches]

To a car throwin a peace sign

PEACE

Damn thats like the same line I used in the first verse

Wa-wa-wa-wa-wa-wait it gets worse

I told her S-U-C-K

For we F-U-C-K, I give a F-U-C-K if your nephew see Kay

And if CL like UCK, thats how you know chickens C-L-U-C-K

I'm tryna find a crazy female with a cutie face

A big Pimpa on the DL like UGK

And then I told her



[Chorus]

Now I been hustlin' my whole life (Ohh)

Tryna get this money up (Ohh)

And I think I finally got it right

And I been partyin with this one girl

Who claim "I gotta go to work tomorrow, but tonights the night

So pour another glass of that good stuff

A couple more shots and I'll be

Doing Fine"
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