Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Watcha Gon' Do?, artist - Puff Daddy. Date of issue: 21.07.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Watcha Gon' Do? |
| As we proceed |
| To give you what you need |
| Bad Boy mothafuckas |
| (Bad Boy, Bad Boy, whatcha gon' do?) |
| I’m proud of myself, you know I’m saying? |
| West coast mothafuckas |
| (Watcha gon' do when they come for you?) |
| East coast mothafuckas |
| Ain’t nothing wrong with that, I’m fucking proud of myself |
| (You'll see) |
| That’s why I sound the way I sound |
| B.I.G mothafuckas |
| (You'll see) |
| And the way I walk the way I walk, the way I talk |
| Lets Go |
| I tell 'em watch close, nigga 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 niggas gonna do lame shit |
| How you flexing when your crew ain’t shit |
| Nigga, you ain’t shit |
| Probably trick on something you ain’t hit |
| Try to do me but the shoe ain’t fit, and your jewels ain’t lit |
| So tell them niggas 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 niggas 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 dick sucked by mermaids |
| Black shades hermès |
| The whole last winter I went through a fur phase |
| Yeah, that summer 32 |
| Effortless |
| Bad Boy shit |
| And we won’t stop, 'cause we can’t stop |
| B.I.G., Brooklyn, yeah |
| (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 |
| Big blunts and grass, Maybach on a dash |
| 40 carat gold Cartier on a class |
| 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 jewelers |
| Danny Glover, up the pistol, pussies 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 bitches 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 niggas, I’m talking fish and 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 bitch |
| Click, click, uh, uh, uh |
| Niggas talkin' it but ain’t livin' it |
| Crystal pops I’m sippin' it, mob hats and lizard shit |
| 'Gator trunks bitch, rollin' blunts with the williest of the willy |
| Heckler Koch, M-1's and nine millies |
| Stories like a motherfucker |
| Model bitches wondering if I’m a fuck with her |
| She know, I treat my bitches like Ivana |
| Dolce and Gabana drippin' |
| Big poppa never slippin' |
| H-class diamonds shinin' |
| Dinner with the wifey winin', dinin' |
| Smoking cigars in Bogota |
| With Colombian niggas named Panama |
| Englique and shit |
| Games we play life endin' |
| Bitches 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 |
| Advancin' from duplex to mansion |
| Stashing keys, hidin' G’s overseas |
| VCR’s in my V’s |
| Game elevates, money I make |
| Into stocks and real estates, bitch |
| Jet skiing in the Caribbean, white sands |
| Discussing plans with my mans |
| Dark blue land, smoke tint chrome rims and system |
| That leaves my rear views tremblin' |
| 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 |
| Bitches devoted, take my dick and deep throat it |
| You’ll see |
| You’ll see |