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conversations.value: Write me a song called What I Do with the following description: In “What I Do,” Chris brags about his lavish lifestyle, with his money, cars, girls and houses. In Chris' verses, he makes reference to his favorite shoe brand (Jordans), shows love to his fans for their support, and brags about his stamina and the number of women he can handle.
  The track features Florida rapper Plies, who also flaunts his wealth, cars and jewelry in his verse, as well as giving a shout out to Chris' 2007 single, “Kiss Kiss.” This track is the first collaboration between Plies and Chris, and they later linked up for 2010’s “Long Gone” and 2011’s “Oh Yeah.” Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: [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, ah-na-na
  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 (
  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