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wanna do something kinky
I say yes please
She says follow me
Go up to the room and she sits me in a chair
She pulls out a rope I say whatcha doing there

That's my heart beating
Staring at you speaking
C-c-can you face the truth?
D-d-don't know what I'm gonna do

Keep on dancing
Move your body
Make me feel

Tell me whatcha gonna
Do now do now
That you're
Far away from your home town
I'm up all night all night
But I
Tell my dad I'm doing alright
Alright
I

times are we gonna do this shit over
I mopped the floor with all your asses
Looking like the red rover
If you make me swing this Keyblade
You called for

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

at night starve in my bed and
I know
(I know)
It's all part of the test
MAN I JUST HOPE THAT I CAN MAKE IT WITH MY HEART IN MY CHEST
So whatcha gonna do when

Been on that loverboy shit but I don’t listen to drake
Even without the internet they never said shit to my face
Do not disturb & they still mention

too much to be rumors
Whatcha doin in that room was a lil bit too much she was too young
Now it blew up, it got to us
You said screw it, Ima do it, huh?

say what I want bitch
Whatcha gonna do, what? fucking snitch
I suffered shit, now it's your turn bitch
Now I got your bitch riding on my dick
Yeah taste

Bob

Otto

Brazilian Beats [Mr. Bongo]

2000

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:

Wake Up Call

Keke Palmer

So Uncool

2007

wanna chill with you
So what'cha gonna do? (Do?)
Baby, it's up to you (Ooh)

I'm giving you a wake up call
Wake up, wake up
Just to say that I love you

'cause girl i see the light,
and it's all 'cause of you, and whatcha do,
you've left my past behind,

[Bridge]
you brought me to heaven, I'm in heaven,

at the bottom of yer shoes

You gotta wake up just a little
Like you're shot from a pistol
You gotta do whatcha gotta do

You know what feels right
When the fruit

Please take this away, I know You don't make mistakes 
I'll do anything to make love like I'm supposed to

She's got a girl in Indiana and a Bible by her

YoyoyoyoyoYO! Yo
Is the niggaz ready for this son?
Niggaz ain't ready for this ock
One two whatcha wanna do   (I'm gonna give it to em anyway though

the turf
What it’s worth
Give a fuck, nigga, truth hurts do low
Two oh, yellow paint on the grill, ride by
Slide by, big homie on the wheel, no witness

Sexy babe how you doin'
Girl i just came by to say hello to you
Whatcha been up to
And how was your day
See it took some time for me to build up

Come on, come on
Ooh, ooh, ooh

Come on by the fire
I'm not gonna leave your side
We can do anything
So go ahead and say the words
Now's your turn, take

don't play, dontcha play 
Don't Play!
Dontcha Play, Dontcha Play, Dontcha Play, Dontcha Play
Don't Play!
This is the place, now is the time
Whatcha gonna

the rap game sold in
Exchange for some fame and wealth
And I'll offer you the same thing boy
And that's the deal that I've dealt
And Crypt said: Do you one

more than ever
It's in our bodies it's in our souls
We live our lives for rock'n'roll 
And all the others they wonder why 
Whatcha gonna do with your

drinks and
Let's enjoy this party
Lights out in the club
Whatcha gonna do?
Reid-star at the bar
Causing filthy trouble
Infected by the sound
Riding in

incline 
Makes you inclined
To some reasonable amount of hope

Babylon going strong
I see you moving up that tower
Whatcha gonna do with all that power

more episode, maybe another
Welcome to Sesame Street motherfucker (Uh)
Big Bird in the bitch ass club, Elmo's on the couch getting fucked by his cousin