Текст песни: Rich Boy - What It Do



[Lil` Jon]


Hey! Hey! Rich Boy... Lil` Jon (what`s up Polow?)


It`s a lot of motherfuckin` bad bitches in this motherfucker (uh-huh)


I think I`mma walk over to one of them motherfuckers and tell `em this





[Chorus - Sean Paul & Cutty]


What it do? What it be like? (Can I get ya telephone number baby?)


What it do? What it be like? (Can I get ya telephone number girl?)


What it do? What it be like? (Can I get ya telephone number baby?)


(Picture you naked in the back of my Chevy)





[Verse 1 - Rich Boy]


The cars, the clothes, the hoes, I know that


That purp, that kush, that dro, we blow that


we popp-in`, rollin`, drinkin`, smokin`


Puffin`, passin` now, we chokin`


The pa-parazzi, snap, and shoot me


The Prada, the Louis, the Fendi, and the Gucci


The diamonds so big she tell a nigga "look daddy"


A nigga so jealous that he don`t wanna look at me


Nigga look at me (why ya knockin`?)


We ballin` and shoppin` them bottles poppin`


The rims, the paint, the ride, so fly


The twen-ty eights, be sit-tin` high


The lows, the highs, the mids, the tweeters


Bang-in` hard, you hear, my speakers


(Boom boom boom boom) the trunk be knockin`


The bit-ches strip-pin`, lean-in` rockin`





[Chorus 2 - Sean Paul & (Cutty)]


What it do? What it be like? (Can I get ya telephone number baby?)


What it do? What it be like? (Can I get ya telephone number girl?)


What it do? What it be like? (Can I get ya telephone number baby?)


(Picture you naked in the back of my Bentley)





[Verse 2 - Rich Boy]


We ball, we shine, we all, be grindin`


My chain, my rang, you see, the diamonds


We leanin`, sip-pin`, drankin`, pourin`


Prometh-azine, that pur-ple ocean


So what it do, ya know, ya boy


Ya know, I got-ta keep, that toy


So pass the K, I make, `em feel me


These nig-gas hat-in`, tryin` to kill me


The seats in the ride like peanut butter and jelly


The pedal to the flo`, I`m bossin` in the Chevy


Ooh, what it be like baby? Show me


Some hoes wanna blow me but they, don`t even know me


My jewel-ry sick, it`s so, contagious


You see, my wrist, the shit, outrageous


Mon-te Carlos, and Impalas


Mon-ey, rub-berbands and dollars





[Chorus 3 - Sean Paul & Cutty]


What it do? What it be like? (Can I get ya telephone number baby?)


What it do? What it be like? (Can I get ya telephone number girl?)


What it do? What it be like? (Can I get ya telephone number baby?)


(Meant to be naked, we were meant to be naked)
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[Lil` Jon]


Hey! Hey! Rich Boy... Lil` Jon (what`s up Polow?)


It`s a lot of motherfuckin` bad bitches in this motherfucker (uh-huh)


I think I`mma walk over to one of them motherfuckers and tell `em this





[Chorus - Sean Paul & Cutty]


What it do? What it be like? (Can I get ya telephone number baby?)


What it do? What it be like? (Can I get ya telephone number girl?)


What it do? What it be like? (Can I get ya telephone number baby?)


(Picture you naked in the back of my Chevy)





[Verse 1 - Rich Boy]


The cars, the clothes, the hoes, I know that


That purp, that kush, that dro, we blow that


we popp-in`, rollin`, drinkin`, smokin`


Puffin`, passin` now, we chokin`


The pa-parazzi, snap, and shoot me


The Prada, the Louis, the Fendi, and the Gucci


The diamonds so big she tell a nigga "look daddy"


A nigga so jealous that he don`t wanna look at me


Nigga look at me (why ya knockin`?)


We ballin` and shoppin` them bottles poppin`


The rims, the paint, the ride, so fly


The twen-ty eights, be sit-tin` high


The lows, the highs, the mids, the tweeters


Bang-in` hard, you hear, my speakers


(Boom boom boom boom) the trunk be knockin`


The bit-ches strip-pin`, lean-in` rockin`





[Chorus 2 - Sean Paul & (Cutty)]


What it do? What it be like? (Can I get ya telephone number baby?)


What it do? What it be like? (Can I get ya telephone number girl?)


What it do? What it be like? (Can I get ya telephone number baby?)


(Picture you naked in the back of my Bentley)





[Verse 2 - Rich Boy]


We ball, we shine, we all, be grindin`


My chain, my rang, you see, the diamonds


We leanin`, sip-pin`, drankin`, pourin`


Prometh-azine, that pur-ple ocean


So what it do, ya know, ya boy


Ya know, I got-ta keep, that toy


So pass the K, I make, `em feel me


These nig-gas hat-in`, tryin` to kill me


The seats in the ride like peanut butter and jelly


The pedal to the flo`, I`m bossin` in the Chevy


Ooh, what it be like baby? Show me


Some hoes wanna blow me but they, don`t even know me


My jewel-ry sick, it`s so, contagious


You see, my wrist, the shit, outrageous


Mon-te Carlos, and Impalas


Mon-ey, rub-berbands and dollars





[Chorus 3 - Sean Paul & Cutty]


What it do? What it be like? (Can I get ya telephone number baby?)


What it do? What it be like? (Can I get ya telephone number girl?)


What it do? What it be like? (Can I get ya telephone number baby?)


(Meant to be naked, we were meant to be naked)
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