Lletres: KJ-52. The Yearbook. Do Yo Thang.

Do yo thang, do yo thang, do it
Do yo thang, do yo thang, do it
Do yo thang

Go ahead boy do yo thang, go ahead and just do yo thang
Go ahead boy do yo thang, go ahead and just do yo thang
Go ahead boy do yo thang, go ahead and just do yo thang
Go ahead boy do yo thang, go ahead and just do yo thang

Who's idea was this, a Christian reader rappin' white kid
Whoever did myself flipped the lid
He's bugged out and he dances
Like Taylor Hicks

You know you don't fit in
When you on my space only got three friends
It's Tom, your mom and a dude named Ben
I don't even know how I added him

Yeah, I ain't got no class
'Coz my life's still a Christmas past
I go to McDonald's ain't got no cash
I just order hot sauce and I walk out fast

I head to Wallmart to buy some pants
I'm gonna wear 'em all year then take 'em back
Let me make it real clear on this hit track
I'ma do my thang, you can't stop that

Go ahead boy do yo thang, go ahead and just do yo thang
Go ahead boy do yo thang, go ahead and just do yo thang
Go ahead boy do yo thang, go ahead and just do yo thang
Go ahead boy do yo thang, go ahead and just do yo thang

I don't think the kid is well
He sends viruses to his own email
He got five text messages all from himself
Sayin' you're whacked dude, L O L

I really used to keep it real
In my little mini van with these tennis wheels
Drivin' up to the side just to get my mail
I kinda get my fries

So watch out now you better be careful
He's about to pass out 'coz I think that his head full
Man doin' ten cans of Redbull
Seventeen shots of Starbucks expresso

I think I'm stuck in eighties
Short eye sores of fellows and ladies
Soccer moms and mini vans, Mercedes
I'm talkin' about KJ, so crazy

Go ahead boy do yo thang, go ahead and just do yo thang
Go ahead boy do yo thang, go ahead and just do yo thang
Go ahead boy do yo thang, go ahead and just do yo thang
Go ahead boy do yo thang, go ahead and just do yo thang

You know how I roll yo
Alfa for the cockroaches, old folks
Now don't fit your mo do
All I can say is this what God chose so

When I call through you'll be like
Oh, no, what he gonna do? He's just tells so
And got a thing to prove slow your row bro
I bring Christ to you not the muscle

'Cause he's just me life's hope
He isn't out when I walk on a tight rope
You can bet that I'll catch you, if you might fall
Life is hard, but He's on my life coast

Tell us you think about though
I can have the freshest rhyme flow
I can have the dopers life so
Without him though, well, me don't think so, bring it

Go ahead boy do yo thang, go ahead and just do yo thang
Go ahead boy do yo thang, go ahead and just do yo thang
Go ahead boy do yo thang, go ahead and just do yo thang
Go ahead boy do yo thang, go ahead and just do yo thang

Go ahead do it, go ahead do it
Go ahead do it, go ahead do it
Go ahead do it, do your thang

Go ahead boy do yo thang, go ahead and just do yo thang
Go ahead boy do yo thang, go ahead and just do yo thang
Go ahead boy do yo thang, go ahead and just do yo thang
Go ahead boy do yo thang, go ahead and just do yo thang, go KJ

Do yo thang, do it
Do yo thang, do yo thang, do it
Do yo thang, do yo thang, do it