Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Umma Do Me’ by !-Tip. 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 !-Tip or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
Umma do me, umma do me, umma do me
You just do you, umma do me, umma do me, umma do me
Umma do me, umma do me, umma do me
You just do you, umma do me, umma do me, umma do me
[Verse 1]
You wear Reebok, I wear Bally
You smoke Michy, I smoke Cali
You wear Enyce, but I wear Loui
I drop 600 boys on these Gucci’s
You really like her, you might wife her
I don’t like her, so I one night her
You make is sprinkle, I make it tsunami
You get chump change, but I get money
You like dancin, I just two step
You like to trick off, but I don’t do that
You don’t tote guns, I keep that tooly
Wanna see how it’s done? Watch me do me!
[Chorus]
You just do you (and what), umma do me, umma do me, umma do me
You just do you (and what), umma do me, umma do me, umma do me
Wanna see how it’s done? Then watch me do me, watch me do me, watch me do me
Wanna see how it’s done? Then watch me do me, watch me do me, watch me do me
[Verse 2]
What’s that, new Dolces? These here chrome heart
You need a key for yours? Me, my shit auto-start
Man I talk to the car, the car talk back
Then I step up out the car, watch the car back back (aye!)
Yo’ money funny, my money talk
While we talking money, look, this how money walk
Playa why you limpin? It could be two things (like what?)
Them fifteens or whole stacks in my blue jeans
That’s last years model, (me) I’m in that new thing
Black flips, black sack, call ’em shoestrings
Aye who you with? Frank n Roll best thing since the TV
Pay attention let me show you how to do me
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
You like the four-door, (me) I just do two
If you ain’t getting money, nigga, I’m nothin’ like you
I’m from the ol’ school, you from the new school
My ol’ school cost more than your new school
Just got a new school, that’s what I’m use to
Suede around the panoramic equals clear view
You in my rear view, yeah you history (skkrrrt!)
First to second, two seconds, I love a six speed
I swag it out, uh felt my swag
The shoes match the hat, the hat match my bag
These niggas mad, you don’t like it, nigga sue me
Wanna see how it’s done, then watch me do me
[Chorus]