Rick Ross - Watcha Gon' Do? lyrics

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Rick Ross - Watcha Gon' Do? lyrics

[Intro – Puff Daddy] As we proceed To give you what you need Bad Boy m*********s “Bad Boy, Bad Boy, whatcha gon’ do?” I’m proud of myself, you know I’m saying? West coast m*********s “Watcha gon’ do when they come for you?” East coast m*********s Ain’t nothing wrong with that, I’m f*****g proud of myself “You’ll see” That’s why I sound the way I sound B.I.G m*********s “You’ll see” And the way I walk the way I walk, the way I talk Lets Go [Verse 1 – Puff Daddy] I tell ’em watch close, n***a jot notes If you use my approach, you could dock boats Yeah, you could get exposed to all that Girl, you know I’m hard to get a hold or contact Probably overseas with business owners and all that Flights to Minnesota with dinner over a contract See, lame n****s gonna do lame s**t How you flexing when your crew ain’t s**t N***a, you ain’t s**t Probably trick on something you ain’t hit Try to do me but the shoe ain’t fit, and your j**els ain’t lit So tell them n****s I said break bread off You know, spray lead off, take heads off Break law pay feds off You ain’t never meet pop You got the kittens fed up with your fake set up I keep n****s on rooftops to watch you I move by smooth, even keep the new spots supplied too I slide through back of the Maybach But i do something 5’2 with a fly do, how you? I don’t know you yet but I’m trying to I leave your mind blew if you don’t mind trying to climb through New portals on time yeah I think it’s time to Never slip up, one of the homies get picked up Sell all the whips and switch the cribs up Get my d**k s**ed by mermaids Black shades hermès The whole last winter I went through a fur phase Yeah, that summer 32 Effortless Bad Boy s**t And we won’t stop, ’cause we can’t stop B.I.G., Brooklyn, yeah [Hook/Chorus – Puff Daddy] “Bad Boy, Bad Boy, whatcha gon’ do?” Puff Daddy, New York, yeah “Watcha gon’ do when they come for you?” Bad Boy, yeah “You’ll see” Unstoppable “You’ll see” Unstoppable [Verse 2 – Rick Ross] Big blunts and gra**, Maybach on a dash 40 carat gold Cartier on a cla** Mink coats with shooters in of the Land Cruiser My maneuvers sparking these lil’ rumors Duffle bags, Percocets, the Rugers Still the smoothest at roughing up all the j**elers Danny Glover, up the pistol, p*****s undercover Propositions and proposals, bring ’em on the double Raising the K’s in the days and Jaylen that brain is amazing Top tier, egotistical when he arrogant Skyscraper, kilo up in the cabinet For bad b*****s who snort lines the fourth time Cîroc white, blue dot, you should pour mine East Coast fat boy, he be so braggadocios Air forces, mansions, and I’m on the ocean Benefits, free my n****s, I’m talking fishing grits Immigrants came a long way up out the tenements Gunshots hereditary, get your daddy buried With my march, got out of prison February Cold game, ménage à trois and my gold chain Bad Boy, Buggatis in all four lanes The script flip when the spliff lit Double M cruise ship with a thick b***h [Verse 3 – The Notorious B.I.G.] Click, click, uh, uh, uh N****s talking it but ain’t living it Crystal pops I’m sipping it, mob hats and lizard s**t ‘Gator trunks b***h, rolling blunts with the williest of the w***y Heckler Koch, M-1’s and nine millies Stories like a m**********r Model b*****s wondering if I’m a f**k with her She know, I treat my b*****s like Ivana Dolce and Gabana dripping Big poppa never slipping H-cla** diamonds shining Dinner with the wifey wining, dining Smoking cigars in Bogota With Colombian n****s named Panama Englique and s**t Games we play life ending B*****s bending over with ease For a pair of Moschino jeans And Donna Karan tank tops I got your bank stopped Singles on top, Benjamins under the rest of ’em Advancing from duplex to mansion Stashing keys, hiding G’s overseas VCR’s in my V’s Game elevates, money I make Into stocks and real estates, b***h Jet skiing in the Caribbean, white sands Discusing plans with my mans Dark blue land, smoke tint chrome rims and system That leaves my rear views trembling What you gonna do when poppa catch an attitude Drop to your knees and show gratitude Kiss my rings it’s a Frank White thing I stay potent B*****s devoted, take my d**k and deep throat it [Outro] You’ll see You’ll see