What Are We Doing Songtext
Yeah, uh, you've been running to the-, uh, uh
Yeah, whoa
My bad, I don't hit you back like I used to, yeah (Whoa)
Don't take it personal, it's not just you (It's not just you)
Everything changed so quick, it's hard to adjust to it (Oh yeah)
You act like there's nothin' to it (Nothin' to it)
You act like there's nothin' to it, baby
Yeah, blew through my money, ran through it in record time (Oh)
Yeah, whoa
My bad, I don't hit you back like I used to, yeah (Whoa)
Don't take it personal, it's not just you (It's not just you)
Everything changed so quick, it's hard to adjust to it (Oh yeah)
You act like there's nothin' to it (Nothin' to it)
You act like there's nothin' to it, baby
Yeah, blew through my money, ran through it in record time (Oh)
Yeah, hit my phone at 3 a.m., hit you back in the morning, nevermind
I've been working so much overtime, you gotta pay me quadru' (Oh)
Bought her a Chanel bag, for a bad mood, she want a new one, uh
Baby, what are we doing? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Uh, uh)
Baby, what are we doing? Got a new crib we can move to
Baby, what are we doing? Said I should just move with you
You know I would if I could, baby, yeah (Yeah)
Somethin' in the way you say things, uh (Nah, nah, nah)
Make me wanna drop everything, make me wanna go and relocate
Make me blow all the money I make, connections I hate (Oh, nah)
Yeah, make me wanna go M.I.A., M.I.A. (Oh, nah, nah, nah)
Uh, fuck it, I've been throwing racks at it (Go)
She taking way more than just a stab at it (Yeah)
She just wanna make me mad, mad, mad (Mad, mad, mad)
Baby, you ain't half bad at it
Baby, tell me where you at, at, at (At, at, at)
It ain't really that fire (Fire)
My heart got your name carved in it (Yeah)
Balling hard, I need my jersey hanging in the Barclays Center (Yeah) I spent a bag on a crib, I ain't hardly in it, ah (Go)
I pulled up when the party ended
I don't fuck with y'all anyway, why would I party with you? (Yeah)
Got a witch screaming loud like a Harley engine
And that bitch say you tripping already (Yeah)
We moving deep in this shit like the army, yeah
My money heating up, baby, this hardly been even (Yeah)
Yeah, blew through my money, ran through it in record time (Oh)
Yeah, hit my phone at 3 a.m., hit you back in the morning, nevermind
I've been working so much overtime, you gotta pay me quadru' (Oh)
Bought her a Chanel bag, for a bad mood, she want a new one, uh
Baby, what are we doing? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Uh, uh)
Baby, what are we doing? Got a new crib we can move to
Baby, what are we doing? Said I should just move with you
You know I would if I could, baby, yeah (Yeah)
Somethin' in the way you say things, uh (Nah, nah, nah)
Make me wanna drop everything, make me wanna go and relocate
Make me blow all the money I make, connections I hate (Oh, nah)
Yeah, make me wanna go M.I.A., M.I.A. (Oh, nah, nah, nah)
I've been working so much overtime, you gotta pay me quadru' (Oh)
Bought her a Chanel bag, for a bad mood, she want a new one, uh
Baby, what are we doing? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Uh, uh)
Baby, what are we doing? Got a new crib we can move to
Baby, what are we doing? Said I should just move with you
You know I would if I could, baby, yeah (Yeah)
Somethin' in the way you say things, uh (Nah, nah, nah)
Make me wanna drop everything, make me wanna go and relocate
Make me blow all the money I make, connections I hate (Oh, nah)
Yeah, make me wanna go M.I.A., M.I.A. (Oh, nah, nah, nah)
Uh, fuck it, I've been throwing racks at it (Go)
She taking way more than just a stab at it (Yeah)
She just wanna make me mad, mad, mad (Mad, mad, mad)
Baby, you ain't half bad at it
Baby, tell me where you at, at, at (At, at, at)
It ain't really that fire (Fire)
My heart got your name carved in it (Yeah)
Balling hard, I need my jersey hanging in the Barclays Center (Yeah) I spent a bag on a crib, I ain't hardly in it, ah (Go)
I pulled up when the party ended
I don't fuck with y'all anyway, why would I party with you? (Yeah)
Got a witch screaming loud like a Harley engine
And that bitch say you tripping already (Yeah)
We moving deep in this shit like the army, yeah
My money heating up, baby, this hardly been even (Yeah)
Yeah, blew through my money, ran through it in record time (Oh)
Yeah, hit my phone at 3 a.m., hit you back in the morning, nevermind
I've been working so much overtime, you gotta pay me quadru' (Oh)
Bought her a Chanel bag, for a bad mood, she want a new one, uh
Baby, what are we doing? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Uh, uh)
Baby, what are we doing? Got a new crib we can move to
Baby, what are we doing? Said I should just move with you
You know I would if I could, baby, yeah (Yeah)
Somethin' in the way you say things, uh (Nah, nah, nah)
Make me wanna drop everything, make me wanna go and relocate
Make me blow all the money I make, connections I hate (Oh, nah)
Yeah, make me wanna go M.I.A., M.I.A. (Oh, nah, nah, nah)
