Whatcha Gonna Do lyrics

by

Juicy J


[Hook]
Silked up like a dough boy, smellin' like Fahrenheit
Motherf*cker whatcha gonna do

[Verse 1: Koopsta Knicca]
Since ya n*ggas from the ville they got to f*ck me just to get 'em mane
f*ckin' with that 6 double 6 - it's gonna be a fright night
Paul let's make a n*gga knockin', point that Glock at them b*tches face
No pistol plays, that Koopsta Knicca gone on a motherf*ckin' rampage
Clickin' with that 9 in hand, let's make this to another stang
Scarecrow with that satanic bible, tell me where's the Killa Man
[edited] (?) let's take this on another ride
Juicy with that Tec-9, let's turn this to a homicide
666 not barrin' this sh*t, let's make this to a crucifix
Chopped up in a f*ckin' ditch, we clickin' like Jeffrey Dahmer's b*tch
b*tch in my yard is where your body be well exposed
The 6 double 6 mafia clique slangin' licks on you funky hoes
Ya scared, ya scared because I dwell with that evil dead
I bled them bodies, I left the blood runnin' in yo' bed
The Koopsta's a psycho n*gga, you got tools, I got mine too
A Glock to ya body fool, now whatcha gonna do?

[Hook]
Silked up like a dough boy, smellin' like Fahrenheit
Motherf*cker whatcha gonna do
[Verse 2: DJ Paul]
Glocks, Tec-9's, Uzis at yo motherf*ckin' face
No fear, quickly watch a f*ckin' murder take place
Place me a trick in my guillotine
Chop his top off and see how fast we can make his mother scream
We means no f*ckin' niceness when we around
My Glock make this sound *pop* when I buck down clowns
Funky Town 'cause you to be slippin' and feel like trippin'
And fallin' under spells given by my demon tells me
How ya gonna get with my 6 double 6, 6 million 6 hundred and 60 thousand crazies that'll click with wickedness
I shoulda have test you before I let you get on my boat
But now I push you over to watch you struggle to stay afloat
We drop a rope straight around your throat, let's see if he chokes
When I trip off this weed and put the ship in high speed
Always wanna have ya f*ckin' way like a ho
This Triple 6 sh*t don't stop, so what the f*ck you gonna d-o?
Trick ass n*gga

[Hook]
Silked up like a dough boy, smellin' like Fahrenheit
Motherf*cker whatcha gonna do
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