Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Do Your Thang’ by 2 High. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of 2 High or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
Do ya thang, man, f*ck what they lookin’ at
Do ya thang, man, f*ck what they lookin’ at
Do ya thang, man, f*ck what they lookin’ at
Do ya thang, man, f*ck what they lookin’ at
I’m in that hot thang, gutter lane
Dippin’ with the wood grain
So fuckin’ hood, man, they call me the boogeyman
In that slow lane, what is your whole name?
I forgot this hoe name, I’ll call her Louise Lane
Up on that boulevard, twenty fours rotate
Ice Cube comin’ through, gotta make the hoes wait
Roll at my own pace, nigga don’t hate
F*ck all you fat fuckers leanin’ up against my paint
Ice Cube, I still low paint, movie star
F*ck you, pour nigga lil’ drink
That’s how it’s goin’ down out here in California
Listen to my people when a nigga hit the corner
Do ya thang, man, f*ck what they lookin’ at
Do ya thang, man, f*ck what they lookin’ at
Do ya thang, man, f*ck what they lookin’ at
Do ya thang, man, f*ck what they lookin’ at
Do ya thang, man, f*ck what they lookin’ at
Do ya thang, man, f*ck what they lookin’ at
Do ya thang, man, f*ck what they lookin’ at
(Mirror, mirror on the wall)
Do ya thang man, f*ck what they lookin’ at
(Who is the fliest one of all?)
Now pull in the parkin’ lot, nigga find a parkin’ spot
Fired up, everyone want to spark a lot
Puff puff pass, we out on ave
Lookin’ for a big fat ass to harass
Is it you? Uh huh, I see you lookin’
When we roll by, pussy still cookin’
Freaks get tooken when they lookin’ for stars
If you don’t like my face, bitch, look at my car
Keep it simple, I told you once before
It really don’t matter how I get you to the mall
It really don’t matter how I get you in my low
Just hop in, let’s go, and let your friends know
Do ya thang, man, f*ck what they lookin’ at
Do ya thang, man, f*ck what they lookin’ at
Do ya thang, man, f*ck what they lookin’ at
Do ya thang, man, f*ck what they lookin’ at
Do ya thang, man, f*ck what they lookin’ at
Do ya thang man, f*ck what they lookin’ at
Do ya thang man, f*ck what they lookin’ at
(Mirror, mirror on the wall)
Do ya thang man, f*ck what they lookin’ at
(Who is the fliest one of all?)
Do ya thang, girl, f*ck what they lookin’ at
We, the dogs gettin’ chased by the pussycat
West Coast baby, with so much gravy
You should call the navy
Ever since the eighties
I’ve been doin’ good, they been doin’ bad
When I see you walk by I’m pursuin’ that
But never chase it, my game is so basic
Soon as I lace it, baby, wanna taste it
Just face it, put me to the test
Ice Cube would ace it, I’m built for success
F*ck a rock star
We wanna party like a rap star
In the club, in the house or the backyard, yeah
You make it rain with ones
I make it rain with hunds and we get lap dance for nones
They put away they crucifix
And say Ice Cube boy, you the shit
Do ya thang, man, f*ck what they lookin’ at
Do ya thang, man, f*ck what they lookin’ at
Do ya thang, man, f*ck what they lookin’ at
Do ya thang, man, f*ck what they lookin’ at
Do ya thang, man, f*ck what they lookin’ at
Do ya thang, man, f*ck what they lookin’ at
Do ya thang, man, f*ck what they lookin’ at
(Mirror, mirror on the wall)
Do ya thang, man, f*ck what they lookin’ at
(Who is the fliest one of all?)
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who is the fliest one of all?
I see you lookin’ at me
We don’t give a f*ck
What you lookin’ at
We gon’ give it up
Do ya thang, man, f*ck what they lookin’ at
Do ya thang, man, f*ck what they lookin’ at
Do ya thang, man, f*ck what they lookin’ at
(Mirror, mirror on the wall)
Do ya thang, man, f*ck what they lookin’ at
(Who is the fliest one of all?)
Do ya thang, man, f*ck what they lookin’ at
Do ya thang, man, f*ck what they lookin’ at