Released: August 5, 2011

Featuring: Black Boe

Songwriter: Slim Dunkin Waka Flocka Flame Black Boe

Producer: DJ Spinz

[Intro: Black Boe]
Dunk, whoever, Flock
All them niggas (Travyy)
Go!

[Verse 1: Slim Dunkin]
You do me and I'ma do you
Your turn, my turn, I'm through
No hand, no hand, Bluetooth
Tongue ring got a nigga like, "Whoo!"
Thick and skinny, eeny meeny
Redbone, black bikini
Chocolate mocha, Cappuccini
Boy Meets World, Mr. Feeny
Clark-Atlanta college chick stripping for a scholarship
Body like a dually truck, a lot of ass, a lot of hips
Red bottom, carrot top, legs shaved, hairy twat
Sweet candy, cherry drop, Cream Soda, berry pop

[Chorus: Slim Dunkin]
I'ma beat, beat, beat like a nail and a hammer
She a freak, freak, freak in the bed like pajamas
I like them sweet, sweet, sweet, cranberry Tropicana
I need a peach, peach, peach that's a girl from Atlanta (turn up)
I just do what I just do and these hoes like the shit I do
I just do what I just do and these hoes like the shit I do
I just do what I just do and these hoes like the shit I do
I just do what I just do and these hoes like the shit I do

[Verse 2: Waka Flocka Flame & Derez De'Shon]
Damn, her ass fat (know she from Atlanta)
Always hanging out the back (like my bandana)
She showed me her thong, earring, and her tongue
She looked me in my eyes and said, "Boy, it's on"
So make that pussy bite back, bite back, bite back
So make that pussy bite back, bite back, bite back (what it do?)
I'm in the strip club, throwing money, showing love
The way she clap that ass got a nigga in love

[Chorus: Slim Dunkin]
I'ma beat, beat, beat like a nail and a hammer
She a freak, freak, freak in the bed like pajamas
I like them sweet, sweet, sweet, cranberry Tropicana
I need a peach, peach, peach that's a girl from Atlanta (turn up)
I just do what I just do and these hoes like the shit I do
I just do what I just do and these hoes like the shit I do
I just do what I just do and these hoes like the shit I do
I just do what I just do and these hoes like the shit I do

[Verse 3: Black Boe & Ali]
I just do what I do and I'll do it again
If you ain't doing this shit, you better do it, my friend
Got them niggas on hush, got them haters on pause
Got them bitches on yes, got them hoes on (awww)
Skinny nigga tatted up and a nigga tall as fuck
All them bitches calling us 'cause all them hoes want all of us
I'ma beat, beat, beat like a nail and a hammer
Then I skeet, skeet, skeet all on her head, where's my manners?

[Chorus: Slim Dunkin]
I'ma beat, beat, beat like a nail and a hammer
She a freak, freak, freak in the bed like pajamas
I like them sweet, sweet, sweet, cranberry Tropicana
I need a peach, peach, peach that's a girl from Atlanta (turn up)
I just do what I just do and these hoes like the shit I do
I just do what I just do and these hoes like the shit I do
I just do what I just do and these hoes like the shit I do
I just do what I just do and these hoes like the shit I do

Waka Flocka Flame & Slim Dunkin

After Waka Flocka Flame released his debut mixtape in early 2009 (Salute Me or Shoot Me) and achieved success in Atlanta with a few local hits, (“Dreads N Gold”, “O Let’s Do It”), he decided to bring his friend into the rap game, Slim Dunkin. Though Dunkin had only been rapping for a few months prior to making music, he and Flocka released a collaborative mixtape on July 23, 2009, titled Twin Towers.

Following the mixtape release, Waka Flocka and Slim Dunkin often collaborated on each other’s music, with Slim Dunkin building an impressive music resume of his own. The initial announcement for the sequel to Twin Towers, Twin Towers 2: No Fly Zone, was planned for a 2010 release, hosted by Trap-A-Holics (and used a very different mixtape cover). The mixtape saw its release more than a year later and a little more than two years after the first installment (on August 5, 2011), this time with different DJs assuming mixtape hosting DJ Teknikz, DJ Kash, and DJ Spinz.

Unfortunately, both Slim Dunkin’s career and the mixtape series would be tragically cut short as he was murdered months later at an Atlanta recording studio. Though he’s gone too soon, Dunkin’s friends and family has kept, and is still keeping, his name alive to this day.