Lyrics What Would You Do? - J-Live, L-Fudge, Mr Complex

What Would You Do?

Mr. Complex:
Whattcha Do?
What Would You Do?
What Would You Do?
What Would You Do?
Mr. Complex:
Yo, I was just walking down the street minding my own business
When this chick stepped up and said is this?
How to get to Long Johns Ave?
Trynna find Strongbacks crib, hot like fire, crazy attractive
I said I’ll swallow ya nipples, short trip to take in the pussy park
You find a cat that just like me lurking about in the dark
Matter fact it will be me
She smile like she struck oil, like a Beverly Hillbilly and I just watch the
strut
Watch the back of her butt in Italian Cut in them jeans know wha' I mean
She don’t know if I’m Jack The Ripper or King Hercules or professor of death of
the seven seas
I don’t know if she is a psychiatric pathic trynna harm the polyrhythm addict
I can’t have it so I set up so she can drop the boom then I go in a hotel room
L-Fudge: (x2)
Whether you will
Whether you won’t
Whether you do
Whether you don’t
Trust me take my advice before you get sliced like a 2-inch reel
Don’t let nobody tell you, you ain’t real
J-Live:
Lookin' back on the moment, I surprised to find
Like everything else in life, it all start with the mind
I reclined by the window, admiring the full pair luna
Fiddling the dial on the tuner
Who’d a thought something so simple could a ruined the
Beautiful night just desserts I deserved only if they played it like 5 minutes
sooner
A wack ass record just straight work my nerve (damn)
I guess I couldn’t rise upon it
The irony of it, that the static disappeared
It was crystal clear every off keynote every half-ass quote through my eyelids
broke
Once silence every (?)
I rushed to the door like no big deal
Yo, whoever just ruined my day, I’m gonna see 'em
Somebody gotta pay for the last few years of wackness
I’m talking 'bout a closed casket
Yo, we not that drastic but something like
We gotta hit 'em in the head till they get it right
As I ponder on the quote for my man with the plan
That’s all I could stand
Yo, he said it right, we gon' get it
Interlude:
Yo, this is WJAM radio with Jiggy Rocks and big butt girls still suck hello!
Wait a minute, who’s J?
somebody call security!
L-Fudge: (x2)
Whether you will
Whether you won’t
Whether you do
Whether you don’t
Trust me take my advice before you get sliced like a 2-inch reel
Don’t let nobody tell you, you ain’t real
Mr. Complex:
She said smack her, pull her hair
Pull it out and put it right there
I said, «Oh that’s how you like it?»
So what I did turnpiked it I was in her brain like a psychic
She got a little bit off to
Freakin' for me, I got weak at the knee
She call everyone name I say you speakin' to me?
She was wilding playing the part of an actress
So I played too so I buried her in a mattress
J-Live:
So I’m standin' over this bit corny selector and I say what up?
Say hello to your new program director
I’m laying down the law now 'cause garbage is illegal
For any question see my intern Desert Eagle
I’m pondering on your fate like Julius Ceaser with his thumbs in the Coliseum
Like should I see him or free him, I could just burn his records 'cause he
doesn’t have a clue
But if you were in my shoes kid what would you do?
L-Fudge: (x2)
Whether you will
Whether you won’t
Whether you do
Whether you don’t
Trust me take my advice before you get sliced like a 2-inch reel
Don’t let nobody tell you, you ain’t real
Mr. Complex:
What Would You Do?
What Would You Do?
What Would You Do?
What do?
Yo, take this advice know what I saying?
Yo don’t pay to be nice know what I saying?
Can’t afford the price Know what I saying
Cold as ice
Check it, check it
Take this advice
What Would You Do?
What Would You Do?
What Would You Do?