DoYaThing (feat. James Murphy & André 3000)

Gorillaz

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    I'm a pale imitator of a boy in the sky
    with a cap in his head, and a knot in his tie
    I'm the light in the mall when the power is gone
    The shadow in the corner, is playin along
    I'm only laying in my bed, I'm rollin aside
    But if I get a car, uh, a moment to ride
    Because I know if I ever shared a livin with you
    You've got a, and you don't know what to do
    You stop

    You will not do it, but you don't know what you're doin baby
    Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-uh
    You wanna feel it, but you don't know what you're feeling tonight
    (Alright, how are we doin?)
    And if you're thinking that I don't know what you're thinking baby
    Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-uh
    You do more thinking and I'm goin out and make it alright
    (Oh no, how do you do?)

    I'm impregnable, incredible, the setting of quo
    I'm a late Jimi writer, not a Heart and Soul
    I got a Saturday night, of nothing instead
    Ah, if I ever had to do it, well, you know I wouldnt care
    I just make down, I love when Im seen
    Yeah, and if I'm on a tour back, the message is free
    Then theres a fire, a ray, a knot in sight
    And if you can't party, you get em a lot
    You get a high, bass

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    You will not do it, but you don't know what you're doin baby
    Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-uh
    You wanna feel it, but you don't know what you're feeling tonight
    (Alright, how are we doin?)
    And if you're thinking that I don't know what you're thinking baby
    Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-uh
    You do more thinking and I'm goin out and make it alright
    (Oh no, how do you do?)

    Everytime we try, we get nowhere
    Wouldn't it be nice if we were just nor-mal peo-ple?
    Yeah, trying so hard to act like we don't care
    But it's true you do, nothing is left
    So I guess I'm right

    New word, onomatopoeia (boom)
    Quit actin like you don't wanna be here
    Fuck around and get jumped like leap year
    Glock in the club make you really wanna leave me alone, get the fuck on, gone
    Okay okay okay, back to the happy song
    Rap ain't nothin but the art of talkin shit
    My gurl look pretty up there ridin dick
    My plaid past, my solid future
    Astronaut ass and a gorgeous coochie
    I'm an OutKast but you're into me
    Summer got mad cause the winter blew me
    That Juicy Fruit, that splooshy sploosh
    Generation X on bloopty bloop
    Get duked gotta get duke-a-duked
    Err'body hit floor, we thru the roof, hah!
    Like a chimney, I commend me
    How come it be, some lame-ass nigga
    Talkin about: Ah, he don't rap enough
    But y'all Rap-A-Lot and I'm like wrap it up, hoe
    Yee ain't Scarface, yee ain't Willie D
    Yee ain't Bushwick, yee ain't killin me
    Betta Play Witcha Muh'fuckin Mama
    Betcha still stay witcha muh'fuckin mama
    Keep sleepin on me, I'ma rock my pajamas
    In the daytime, I swear, I promise
    Dare a nigga say somethin, tear a nigga face off
    How come blacks don't play baseball?
    Y'all bite, know y'all can taste
    all this fly shit, I stay finna to take off
    Do ya damn thang, do ya thang-a-thang
    Do ya damn thang, do ya thang-a-thang
    Do ya damn thang, do ya thang-a-thang
    Yee ain't fresh-squeezed juice, nigga you that Tang
    Do ya damn thang, do ya thang-a-thang
    Do ya damn thang, do ya thang-a-thang
    Do ya damn thang, do ya thang-a-thang
    Wait, is you really Slick Rick? Nope, you Dana Dane
    Uh, bet it up, header-ups
    A lava language in a vocal volcanic (yea)
    If it ain't fixed, don't broke it, don't panic (yea)
    If it ain't this, it ain't shit, God-damn it (yea)
    If it ain't this, it ain't dope, it don't flush
    If it ain't hip, it don't hop, well then hush
    Man they sound like, man they stole your, man they look like
    Nope, it ain't us
    Ah, do ya damn thang, do ya thang-a-thang
    Do ya damn thang, do ya thang-a-thang
    Do ya damn thang, do ya thang-a-thang
    Is you really Slick Rick? Nope, you Dana Dane
    Do ya damn thang, do ya thang-a-thang
    Do ya damn thang, do ya thang-a-thang
    Do ya damn thang, do ya thang-a-thang
    Yee ain't fresh-squeezed juice, nigga (you dat thang)

    Everytime we try, we get nowhere
    Wouldn't it be nice if we were just nor-mal peo-ple?
    Yeah, trying so hard to act like we don't care, I don't care
    But it's true you do, nothing is left
    So I guess I'm right
    Fifty page, our days are revelatious, haa!
    Space is Strange, Doctor I've got no patience!
    Oh it's all a part of the process, okay okay
    Nothings new it's true, cool I admit
    Shit, I guess you're right

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