Kanye West Doing Fine Lyrics

Unreleased Joints, Volume 4 Track Listing
Vinyl 1
  • 1 Apologize
  • 2 Apologize (bonus beats)
  • 3 Yeah
  • 4 Doing Fine
  • 5 Doing Fine (bonus beats)
  • 6 Half Price
  • Spit it to ya say little West's a little beast
    To make the middle west blow like tha middle east
    PEACE
    Peace, couldn't afford the S-Class
    So I had to cop the baby mama Benz
    G
    With put 50 I get this on the first tape
    But that 50 break the bank
    Back when my ATM was crazy slim
    Had a girl nicknamed Spreewell
    Cause when I try to stop she still made me spin
    Back when 80's was in
    My dog Crazy Ken had 80 of them
    It's time to hit the dancefloor ya CRAZY again
    Ta get that cash money like Baby and Slim
    Pull up in somethin tinted
    So tinted she squinted
    She said "This car is real old!" I told her her it was vintage
    And I need to hit the HEALTH CLUB
    And get a girl thats
    In to the fitness tryna get into the business
    Ima make her my apprentice
    Make her open wide like she made me her dentist
    And let me get inside

    [Chorus]
    Now I been hustlin' my whole life (Ohh)
    Tryna get this money up (Ohh)
    And I think I finally got it right
    And I been partyin with this one girl
    Who claim "I gotta go to work tomorrow, but tonights the night
    So pour another glass of that good stuff
    A couple more shots and I'll be
    Doing Fine"

    Spit it to ya say little West to little beast
    To make the middle west blow like tha middle east
    PEACE
    Please
    What I gotta win 5 gram-mys before you finally let me play Alicia's
    Keys
    If I can't bone then I'll get a clone
    Get her there got her there grab her hair she bobbin don't stop her there
    Told me she love the Roc so much she drove all the way to Far Rockaway
    For Roc-a-wear
    More popular, cause I abracadabra my Nissan [scratches]
    To a car throwin a peace sign
    PEACE
    Damn thats like the same line I used in the first verse
    Wa-wa-wa-wa-wa-wait it gets worse
    I told her S-U-C-K
    For we F-U-C-K, I give a F-U-C-K if your nephew see Kay
    And if CL like UCK, thats how you know chickens C-L-U-C-K
    I'm tryna find a crazy female with a cutie face
    A big Pimpa on the DL like UGK
    And then I told her

    [Chorus]
    Now I been hustlin' my whole life (Ohh)
    Tryna get this money up (Ohh)
    And I think I finally got it right
    And I been partyin with this one girl
    Who claim "I gotta go to work tomorrow, but tonights the night
    So pour another glass of that good stuff
    A couple more shots and I'll be
    Doing Fine" Lyrics © OBO APRA/AMCOS

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