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Bob

Otto

Samba Pra Burro

1999

He spent 15 years 
Getting loaded for 15 years 
Till his liver exploded 
Now what's Bob gonna do 
Now that he cant drink? 
The Doctor said:

their protection
O-O-Objection

Whatcha gonna do? I'm not your hero
I'm just a dumbass with an IQ of zero

There's no escape, you dumb ape

Wait,

can't explain
Whatcha do to me
I'm in captivity
And I'm feenin for the taste of your anatomy
Blow me away
I can imagine what it feels like
When we make

I'm Here to Trouble You

Knightowl

Bald Headed Kingpin

give a fuck about your crew
So whatcha you want to do
I'm here to trouble you I represent the W
And if you want to start some static homie we can

The Listening Chair

Imogen Heap

Sparks [LP]

2014

gonna be when I grow up
I know 'cause I sing out all through the day
I fly through space by night
The teasing, the fighting, the hospitals
I don't wanna

Paper Chase

Cream

Big Man

2000

[Chorus 2X: (Cream)]
I don't care what people say
I'm gonna get 'em for a paper chase
I don't care what people say
I'm gonna get 'em for a paper

gonna do
Everyone's a tendon
So who you gonna chew 

I will not equivocate
If that's so let's celebrate

Shamefully shame's claim on me
Led my

3 (settle down)
Settle down? Whatcha gonna ask me, sassy
Vibin' on a Tuesday, let me feel a fat beat

But they don't like my tracks
(Don't

you're just a doll
Tiny little puppet
The lowest of all
Your voice is a nuisance, a buzz of flies
Whatcha gonna do, avert your eyes?
Smoulder! Your days

Luv N Ya Life

Huey

Notebook Paper [Clean]

2007

your lovin'
You can T-pain if you want to
I don't have to ask that question

I know you're a blessing baby
Come on lil' daddy whatcha gone do
Say, let me

what comes next
Ya gotta give all yer best
Ya gotta leave all the rest
Ya gotta, ya gotta
So what'cha think, you gonna make it
Are you plateaued, or are

Country Girl

Paul Brandt

Risk

the head of every guy

If daddy even thinks about that day he cries

but whatcha gonna do?


Then the day her daddy dreaded finally came

the church,

little hunches turn to matter of facts
And if I have to get the Wu-Tang Clan to come and tell how this love is
You know I ain't gonna hold back

Do ya

Street Platoons

The Psycho Realm

A War Story

and what-cha gonna do? 
We break circles of enemies blocks get shot with defeat 
They say no drive-by's on the street 
So mutha-fuckas run rival sweeps 
  
Sick

dry

A stake through the heart (repeat)



Oh you fools, whatcha gonna do?

No one can get out alive!

Keep it rinsed like rub-a-dub-dub
Just go ahead and show me whatcha booty do baby
And make it clap along the beat just like its fruity loops baby
I know

spread it with the whole crew 
01 was round one now its time for round two whatcha gonna do?
Hot Tamale shorty hit double barrel shotty 
When we were young

like I'm here now can't reroute
What am I gonna do turn round peace out like a v fingered
No I dig deeper show resolve till I meet that reaper
Ease

You're running away from yourself
You're running away
You're running away from yourself

Stop running away
Don't be afraid yourself

Whatcha gonna do now

Baby, whatcha gonna do with that
Modern mind, get yourself a job
And you'll realize, life ain't all about you

I wrote hundreds of songs till I
Put

strings whatcha gonna do when I
Flip the fucking killswitch?


Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
No one to save you from your demise
Underneath the dirt

Take what they owe then you show 'em who wit it
Whatcha gone do?
I'm a talk to my fam
Map out a plan
Build as a clan
While I stay who I am
No weapon
No

gonna do

One more minute
One more minute
Yeah with your sweet love
One more minute
Tell me girl 
Hey you could do me
One more minute
I want to need you

I'm dedicated
I sent that love
I hope it made it
From up above
We make it rainin
No matter whachu going through
I'll help you figure out whatcha gonna