Trina - Do What You Like lyrics

(*Female voice: harmonizing*) [Intro - P. Diddy - talking] + (Loon) + [Female voice] [Ha ha], yeah, c'mon [ha ha] Yeah, c'mon [ha ha] (Uh yeah), (*laughing*) C'mon, yeah, c'mon [*Female voice: "ha ha" is continued throughout*] [Verse 1 - Loon] + (P. Diddy) Haha haha ha, check out the bazaar Chicks stay showin me love like "muahh" Bad Boys are (that's right), quarter million car (yeah) Loon done caked up, you rollin with a star (that's right) A rich kid, that tote the biscuit (uh, c'mon) With European chicks on my way to the district (yeah) Witness I went from misfit, to givin away gifts to kids on Christmas (let's go) "What you a thug", never that you wrong (what? uh uh) The smoothest gangsta to ever make a song (that's right) Won't take long (uh), that's why my cake long And through all the pain, I remain to stay strong (uh huh) Most dudes but get they save-ons (what?) See the n***a Loon, wanna get they blaze on (that's right) Play on, get tapped like sagon (uh) Cause n***a Loon been a Bad Boy since day one (yeah, let's go) [Chorus - Trina] + (P. Diddy) - w/ ad libs I just wanna roll with you daddy (do what you like) Serious, can I go with you daddy (do what you like) I just wanna be a bad girl (do what you like) I just wanna make ya toes curl (do what you like) Now can my friends come with me (do what you like) You know Monica and Nikki (do what you like) I just wanna be on ya team (do what you like) I just wanna make you scream (do what you like) [Verse 2 - Loon] + (P. Diddy) Yo I testify, I can't lie I respect ya mental But it's not that detrimental (that's right) Sex is simple (c'mon) and Loon get enough of it (that's right) Chicks I hit leave my room and be lovin it (*laughing*) Dro keep puffin it (yeah), got chicks that Puff'll hit So sit back, realize who you f**in with (that's right) A true player, mack n***a with mood (c'mon) Loon been gettin stacks way back since the ruler (woo) Rick the ruler (yeah), ice game was cooler (uh) Caked up before "Jacob was the j**eler" (*laughing*, yeah) Ma these other dudes'll fool ya Have you in back seat, givin n***a medulla What you need is a old schooler That'll show you the game, like Don Shula (fo sho) Young Marcus, young, pretty and heartless (I see you) n***as could talk sh**, I run with Diddy regardless (that's right) [Chorus] - w/ ad libs [Verse 3 - Loon] + (P. Diddy) Yo what's the word, Loon lookin for bird (uh) Just heard the words, I'm comin 'round the curb (woo) It's absurb, this n***a draggin the fur (yeah) And on top of that, "yo who the f** is her?" (who that) Bodacious, type make s**y faces (c'mon), plus likes s**y places (uh uh) Kinky spots, like a bikini to pop (yeah) Rough s**, make it steamy and hot (ha ha) I can't lie, Bad Boy be ballin (that's right) Rollin with this sh**, dog they keep callin (keep callin) What's wrong with that, n***a you got a jack Every five minutes flat, ringin off the rack (*phone ringing noise*) You sling crack?, nah n***a I rap (never) Been eight years since a n***a done did that (c'mon) Oh thats phat, and I appreciate that But you worst then them hoes dog, so please fall back [Chorus] - w/ ad libs [Outro - P. Diddy - talking] Do what you like You can do whatever you wanna do girl It's alright with me, yeah (*fade*)