Lyrics:
one, two by two
Gunshot buss boy whatcha gonna do
When badman come I beg you son don't move
Drop to the ground you ain't got nothing to prove
Cause one
Don't pretend you didn't have
The whole thing planned
We see your stupid grin
And we know where you've been boy...
Hey Little Mikey
Whatcha gonna do
Planned Parenthood's
Hearing wHatcha say
Back tHen Had to be in by 10 but out by 12
Mom made it safe to work
I got tHe text on tHe cell
Back witH tHe Locs all raising Hell
Found
cut this shit!
Man, what'cha gon' do now?
(What we're gonna do right here is go way back)
How far you goin' back? (Way back)
"As we go a lil'
not sorry baby
The truth hurts sometimes
But so do your lies
You came up in here seeking validation
Like I was just gonna hand it to you
Give it to you
ain't the type that can faint
How can I be what I ain't?
I cain't say 'no!'
Whatcha gonna do when a feller gets flirty
An' starts to talk purty
Whatcha
it goes up until it starts
I got my eye on you
Whatcha gonna do?
Daydream near a stream with the linear bites
Oh, I listen to the song on repeat
hell
But October 31st call my Michael Myers now
Whatcha gonna do when I come for you
Killa in the night, Halloween fortune
Listen listen, The whispers
the barkeep with a job to do
Keep the cold ones comin' for the rest of the crew
It could be an island
Or a sandy bank or two
Only way you can get there is by
burn higher
Tell me what-
Whatcha gonna do when the sirens sing?
Whatcha gonna do in the face of sin?
Whatcha gonna do when temptation tips
(Bad Boy, Bad Boy, whatcha gon' do?)
I'm proud of myself, you know I'm saying?
(Watcha gon' do when they come for you?)
Ain't nothing wrong with
Jesus was on her side (watch out)
Ellie, didn't know where to stand
She was adrift, no plans, on dreams
Ellie Ellie, whatcha, whatcha
Gonna do
Now now,
be a shame."
"Whatcha gonna do tomorrow, Joe?
Whatcha gonna do on Christmas, got any plans?"
"Nothin' much."
"Why don't you come by the house
the door
I cannot go back to poor
If you ain't on our time
Then you get left behind
Pockets sing Brian McKnight
The Rest Of My Life
The work, like a 9-5
assholes
Are you an asshole too?
Whatcha gonna do, 'cause you're an asshole...
Maybe you think you're a lonely guy
Maybe you think you're too tough
away his cash on cocaine
From 35 to 50
He cut loose again
Called up his friends he says
"Hey buddy boy, whatcha whatcha doin?"
"I've got nothing to do
Come on, Janet)
Got a chip upon your shoulder (give me the bridge now)
I just knocked it off (uh, yeah, uh)
Show me what you gonna do
I ain't 'bout
If you got a dream gotta go for it whatcha gonna show for it
Might not get no dough for it might just die a Poor poet
If you got a dream gotta go for
sound
Step into the light and then you'll know
You were stopped and dropped by the Walls of Jericho
(Whatcha ya gonna do?)
(Jericho)
(You're coming down)
What you do - and what you say - same old story a different way
Flinging dirt - telling lies - anything to sensationalize
Whatcha' gonna feed me now
Makin' a music, abuse it, but you can't do it, y'know
You call 'em demos
But we ride limos, too
Whatcha gonna do? Rap is not afraid of you
Beat is
Katt Williams dressed up by the Don
Still faithfully putting yall on
Niggas monkey around like come on
You might never do business with Kong
English
been walkin' by
Then again can't say that I've been shy
But a girls gotta know just what she wants... Oooohhhh
Gonna give you all the love I got,
Adapted from American folk songs with new lyrics by Brian Barrentine as part of the FunikiJam World Music Library. All rights reserved.
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