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Текст песни Rich Boy - What It Do

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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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What It Do

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