Rob Kinelski - Do What I Gotta Do lyrics

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Rob Kinelski - Do What I Gotta Do lyrics

[Intro] Lil b**h, Money.. Money. I've been working too hard Finally Famous in this [Hook] Baby do what you got to do, do what you got to do Do what you got to do, Baby do what you got to do For the sh** that you gotta have, sh** that you gotta have Do what you gotta do, for the sh** that you gotta have We out here, grinding, shining If I ain't getting paper, b**h I'm dying If I ain't getting paper, b**h I'm dying Do what you got to do, what you got to do Do what you got to do, what you got to do Do what you got to do, what you got to do Do what you got to do, what you got to do [Verse 1: Big Sean] Pop, pop, pop, pop that, whoa Do everything except stop that, Hold up All of that a** I can't grab it You might as well be a fat b**h Boy I'm 'bout it, 'bout it, getting sloppy toppy While I'm rolling kamikaze Skeet, skeet, swear I made the p**y fire hydrant She up and down the pole, like she, like a fire fighter b**h I'm finally famous, I do, I do what I want The money, money, s**, money in the air, with an aroma Swear I got her head banging, banging, might be in a coma Walk up to the baddest b**h and tell her that I own her [Verse 2: Tyga] T k**er, dick game gorilla I'm the one, pull up, like Billups Two hoes, score them like a f**ing fill up Asian b**hes, Wu Tang give them RZA Oh really, milli vanili, faking with me Bet she lift that a** up high like she hit a wheelie In the club, be in the back like a Bentley n***as pretending to be me, and that sh** don't offend me I'm about my business and this b**h is temporary I don't give them love, try February Money committed, swear this sh** be married I get that cake, cake, cake, then I pop a cherry [Hook]