What I Do - Intellectual

[Intro: DJ Khaled]

Just in case you forgot (Uh-huh, uh-huh)

We go by The Runners

Hol' up, hol' up, Chris Brown

This what we do, we do this

[Chorus: Chris Brown]

I be throwin' up my cash, actin' like money ain't a thang, yeah (Yeah)

I'm speedin' down the fast lane, stuntin' and they mad 'cause they can't, yeah

I'm feelin' like I can't lose

And when they ask me 'bout the cars, and the girls, and the cribs

I just tell 'em it's what I do, it's what I do

It's what I do, hey, it's what I do

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]

Everywhere I go they show me love so I give it back

Throw a couple stacks up in the air 'cause I'ma get it back (Oh)

See something sexy up in here, I'ma bring it back (Bring it back)

They keep on runnin' back (Runnin' back), they keep on comin' back (Yeah)

Everybody knows CB, see me sittin' in the front row, Playoffs

Stuntin' with my J's on and it's all for them haters (Yeah)

Yeah, we get into that guap, boy, my money too long, boy (Ooh)

We do this for fun, boy

[Chorus: Chris Brown]

I be throwin' up my cash (Yeah), actin' like money ain't a thang, yeah (Yeah)

I'm speedin' down the fast lane, stuntin' and they mad 'cause they can't, yeah

I'm feelin' like I can't lose

And when they ask me 'bout the cars, and the girls, and the cribs

I just tell 'em it's what I do (It's what I do), it's what I do (It's what I do)

It's what I do, hey, it's what I do (Woo!)

[Post-Chorus: Chris Brown]

Ah-na-na, ah-na-na

Ah-na-na

Ayy, ayy, it's what I do

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]

Single once again, I'm 'bout to go where I never been

Gone with the wind 'cause that other ish irrelevant (Yeah)

We can get it in, I mean get it in

And I got stamina so don't forget to bring a friend

Nah, bring ten but they gotta be tens

Now that's a hunnid them, let The Runners in (Yeah)

Yeah, swag heavy like an elephant

My CD's sellin' out, you ain't married to the game, you celibate

[Chorus: Chris Brown, Plies]

I be throwin' up my cash (Yeah), actin' like money ain't a thang, yeah (No, no, yeah)

I'm speedin' down the fast lane (Speedin' up), stuntin' and they mad 'cause they can't, yeah ('Cause they can't, yeah)

I'm feelin' like I can't lose

And when they ask me 'bout the cars, and the girls, and the cribs

I just tell 'em it's what I do (It's what I do), it's what I do (It's what I do)

It's what I do, hey, it's what I do (Yeah, woo!)

[Post-Chorus: Chris Brown, Plies]

Ah-na-na, ah-na-na (Yeah)

Ah-na-na, ah-na-na

(Oh, this here is what I do, homie)

Ah-na-na

(This here is what I do, homie)

Ayy, ayy, it's what I do

[Verse 3: Plies]

I keep cash on me, no Black Cards (Black Cards)

They don't know what them is, I deal with hood broads (Hood broads, yeah)

That's a .9 on me, that's no iPod (iPod)

You want my watch, homie, gimmie five bricks for it (For it)

I got the Maserati, I hit a lick for it (Lick for it)

When old money talk, that's when I pay for it (Pay for it, yeah)

Seven car fleet, and all 'em mine (Mine)

Four broads with me, and all 'em dimes (Dimes)

Six chains on me, and all 'em shine (Shine)

I got my bread right, feel like I'm 6ix9ine

Ain't just hot in mine, I'm hot in every city

She want a pretty boy, I brought Chris Breezy with me

[Chorus: Chris Brown]

I be throwin' up my cash (Yeah), actin' like money ain't a thang, yeah (Yeah)

I'm speedin' down the fast lane (Yeah), stuntin' and they mad 'cause they can't, yeah

I'm feelin' like I can't lose

And when they (When) ask me 'bout the cars (Cars), and the girls (Girls), and the cribs (Cribs)

I just tell 'em it's what I do (It's what I do), it's what I do (It's what I do)

It's what I do, hey, it's what I do (Woo!)

[Post-Chorus: Chris Brown]

Ah-na-na (Na-na), ah-na-na (Na-na)

Ah-na-na (Na-na), ah-na-na

Ah-na-na (Na-na), ah-na-na (Na-na)

Ah-na-na (Ah-na-na)

Ayy, ayy, it's what I do