Lyrics to the song what we gotta do by Point One From the Album Single Written By Justin D. Myers Jango and Datpiff.com
--intro---
“Complements of the Chef!
There It is!
You know what it is
(-yes I do-)
Keep cookin it up
Real hard,--------, real raw for um,
Pyrex jars unleash the majic,
Keep cooking it up,
Real hard,--------
Real raw for um,”
-Chorus-
“Now what we gotta do is?
And where we need to go are!!!
Cuz we a stay on um!!!
You be you,-----
You-------,
I hear the gangstas hit um,
Wit all the girls screemin’
Lyke all the money stackin’
Forever Tru,---
Tru,----“
--Verse 1—
“Big bank take little bank
Nigga what ya thank,
We want some cake
We want some ends
I need to get some play
So whyle they in it
Whyle im on the grynd
Keep addin up my spinach
Try an pimp every bitch that I see
To go to get grip
How it be?
And where am I from
You know whats up!
You know who I am
Not giving a damn fuck baby,
Get that shit on the cam.
Got cha’ fam and your girls
Whatever your mind endures
Whatever you find you want
So keep on it
you punks
cant see me
keep conc’icious
calm and quiet
lyke a G
since the young age of 13
I stayed in and out of the streets
So I close my eyes and contemplate
Remember what I did,
Reminisce crack in sculls
And just remember how hard hit
Bitch nigga please!!!
I aint gave a fuck--------
This nigga c’hear
Be me
Too tru
Too many people got my back
To say I aint gonna bust
This glock out
Caulk it-------
Push it slowly in ya lips
Whyle saying you feel that clip
Bitch nigga,
You feel that kick --------“
---Chorus/Bridge/Hook-----
[ me saying Ha Ha’s]
“Complements of the chef
Courtesy of the mac
Mac a tro’shis pimp shit-------
Lick ya lips bitch
Ya aint seen that right
So you better start looking----
-----Now what we gotta do is
And where we need to go are
Cuz what!!
We gotta stay on um
You be--,--You,--You
I hear the gangstas hit um
Wit all the girls screamin’
Lyke all the money stackin’
Forever tru,--------
----Tru “
--- Verse 2-----
“Now ya momma told me
That she wanta be with a thug
Yo daddy told me
-------That im too damn hard
Plus kisses that I get
Perceive perception
I got a nigga in the wrong direction
And yes ----im—stress-in
This hearts cold lyke a meet locker
Close my eyes
I have to put
My shades on to reveal
What I hide
Then unleash everything I am
So where ever ive been
Standing beneath the street lights
Sorry always I sin
I ask god to get me out a this shit
But it aint happen-in
Told what I need to do is
Keep continue rappen-in
Lyke Im a keep wrap-in up
Stay getting fucked up
Whyle I sip this morphine
Smoke a blunt
Dipped in some codeine
So I roll it up for me homie
Go get my girls lady
Then we can ryde
Tell the night rollout
What,--
See,--
I ,--- don’t shit,-------
Bitch niggaz try to cuff wit it
Lace my new tan kicks on
And go get fucked up wit it!!!!-------,”
----- Outro/Chorus ----
“[Ha Ha’s]”
“Courtesy of the chef-------
Thought ya know!!!!
Ontr-po-newer
---(and that’s me)
But im one a them
Officially poe niggaz!!!
(Ha- Ha)
Thought you knew”
“ Now what we gotta do is?
And where we need to go are!!!
Cuz we gon’ stay on um-----
You be you----
You-----
I hear the gangstas hit um,
Wit all the girls screemin’
Lyke all the money stackin’
Forever Tru,---
Tru,----“
Now what we gotta do is?
And where we need to go are!!!
And we gon’ stay on um-----
You be you----
You-----
I hear the gangstas hit um,
Wit all the girls screemin’
Lyke all the money stackin’
Forever Tru,---
Tru,----“
Forever Tru,---
Tru,----“
You be you----
You-----
(Laugh), Ill be Me
Im a stay me
(shit)
Stay like dat!---
Tell your girl to come over right now and ill fuck her
(Laughing)
Im one a them hard niggas
Yeah I aint give a shit!!!
Not 1 , now think im playing(nope)
(bitch got me fucked up----)”
----End---
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