Lyrics:
I became my muse
I was fearless like a renegade
I had a feeling that I can't explain
I didn't listen to what people said (whatcha do)
I came, I saw,
man whatcha gonna do?
He said I think I'll stand by you (CHO)
Some things can seem so bad (So very sad) Worst time you ever had (You ever had) Then
Them niggas ain't playin'!
Them niggas ain't playin'!
(What'cha gonna do when you get out of jail?)
Get that nigga fo da hood
You must remember dis
whatcha falling for
Baby do you dare to do this
'Cause I'm coming atcha like a dark horse
Are you ready for, ready for
A perfect storm, a perfеct storm
I went pop and made millions, now all I do is chop samples
Egon's finest, peanuts after like I was Linus
Followed by that College Park next, that's
shes fine
You cant just walk on by
CHORUS:
Whatcha gonna do now honey
Cant let her get away
Whatcha gonna do now honey
Cant let her get away
All
don't care
Let's do it, don't stop, y'all, a tick tock, y'all, you don't stop!
Go ho-tel, mo-tel, whatcha gonna do today? (say what?)
I'm gonna get a fly
back'you wanna know what'cha gonna get in me
Just a little touch of star quality!
Fill me up with your heat with your noise,
With your dirt overdo me.
long)
Yeah (Go ahead, go ahead)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Whatcha gotta say
Whatcha gonna say this time
How many lies are you gonna tell
(Go ahead, go ahead)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Whatcha gotta say
Whatcha gonna say this time
How many lies are you gonna tell
Oh,
on your hands
Whatcha gonna do when your time is up
Gonna wait a little more ‘cause your clock is stuck
Everyday that you waste, you can’t take back
It’s
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
one Life
One Lord one Christ
One summer it may not be your last one
But what you gonna do
To make it better then the last one
I used to think I was
Whatcha gonna do
Whatcha gonna do
Whatcha gonna do bitch
Rrrah
When this deep pain is from those who I call my own
No bliss when I sleep, I
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
running
Just 'cause nobody's done it you just gotta believe
Come on, come on with me
Oh, whatcha gonna do? (What, what?)
Oh, whatcha gonna do? (What,
(Oh, oh, do me, baby)
(Oh, oh, do me, baby)
All right, stop whatcha doin' 'cause I'm about to ruin
The image and the style that ya used to
I
along
Drugs are just bad, drugs are just bad (South Park is gonna sue me)
So don't do drugs (kiss my motherfuckin' ass)
So there'll be more for me
along
Drugs are just bad, drugs are just bad (South Park is gonna sue me)
So don't do drugs (kiss my motherfuckin' ass)
So there'll be more for me
(Oh, oh, do me, baby)
(Oh, oh, do me, baby)
All right, stop whatcha doin' 'cause I'm about to ruin
The image and the style that ya used to
I
really do it raw (Aw) we don't fake friends
What (What) whatcha go'n do
Whatcha go'n do when that sun on you baby
And the sky so blue, sun go'n shine
Whatcha gonna do
Whatcha gonna say at a time like this
Days do pass on by like minutes
And it don't seem right
And I can think of not one thing
about all of your mistakes
And how you never wanted to do anything
That's something I'll never change
And I think about it every day
Sometimes I wanna
Ensemble & Children
Poor, poor Joseph, what'cha gonna do?
Things look bad for you, hey, what'cha gonna do?
Poor, poor Joseph, what'cha gonna do?
Things look
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