Do You Like It... Doo You Want It...

Picture me ballin' in the drop top, open skies

In somethin' foreign, soarin', one-forty-five

To God is callin' for my body, let my spirit fly

I want it all, no lie

Picture me pourin', poppin', somethin' imported

Pedal floorin', clutch poppin', boppin' to Lauryn

Now picture me fallin'

Never seen, never heard, never happened, never occurred

Now picture me flyin', ten-thousand feet above the sea

Poppin' bubbly, you'd love to be me

Now picture the servants in the cabin with the Swedish massage

Picture havin' ice and only wanna speak to God

Picture your dreams bein' shattered and your cream bein' lavished

At the same time, tell me what you think matters

Picture all the moneys that I've gotten off tourin'

Now picture me plottin' for more

Picture this, ****

Do you like it? (Yeah)

Wanna do the things that I do?

Tell me, doo you want it? (Yeah)

Wanna know what it's like in my shoes?

Do you need it? (Yeah)

Wanna see the things that I see?

Tell me, doo you want it? (Yeah)

Wanna know what it's like to be me?

Picture me wildin', fiendin', reachin' for tools

Straight flippin', losin' my cool

Now picture me gritty, P. Diddy, 'bout to run in your house

The guns with me, put on in your mouth

Now picture me dressed in white linen while your life is endin'

Slightly grinnin', picture that priceless image

Picture me broke as fuck on your block, 'bout to open up

Like, "Okay, ****, what's up?"

Picture me drivin' a course through your home, bustin' a U

Screamin' at the top of my lungs, "Who fuckin' with who?"

Picture me not bein' that hustler dude

Picture the Benz, a five, and the drop, not new

Picture the watch ain't platinum, the rock's not blue

Picture y'all **** not knowin' how I do

Picture me, better yet, picture you

Paintin' a better picture than the one that I drew

Do you like it? (Yeah)

Wanna do the things that I do?

Tell me, doo you want it? (Yeah)

Wanna know what it's like in my shoes?

Do you need it? (Yeah)

Wanna see the things that I see?

Tell me, doo you want it? (Yeah)

Wanna know what it's like to be me?

Where do you go from here, when you felt you've done it all?

When what used to get you high don't get you high no more

When you got a lot of cars, don't even drive no more

When you expected to win, they ain't surprised no more

Hold up, stop, wait, reverse the tape

How much money can one **** make in one place?

How much dough could you hold in one safe?

How many hoes can a **** really chase?

Where do you go after the applause

After all the Soul Train and Grammy awards, after the tours

After askin' these whores what they after me for?

Is it the money, the fame, the house? Take it all

The sky's the limit, but I ain't done jumpin'

Money is fast, but I ain't done runnin'

Picture me drivin' some wack shit

Picture me foldin' under pressure, picture that shit

Do you like it? (Yeah)

Wanna do the things that I do?

Tell me, doo you want it? (Yeah)

Wanna know what it's like in my shoes?

Do you need it? (Yeah)

Wanna see the things that I see?

Tell me, doo you want it? (Yeah)

Wanna know what it's like to be me?

Do you like it? (Yeah)

Wanna do the things that I do?

Tell me, doo you want it? (Yeah)

Wanna know what it's like in my shoes?

Do you need it? (Yeah)

Wanna see the things that I see?

Tell me, doo you want it? (Yeah)

Wanna know what it's like to be me?

Do you like it? (Yeah)

Wanna do the things that I do?

Tell me, doo you want it? (Yeah)

Wanna know what it's like in my shoes?

Do you need it? (Yeah)

Wanna see the things that I see?

Tell me, doo you want it? (Yeah)