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"Whatcha Do" is a track by Three 6 Mafia, from the album Chapter 2: World Domination, released 4th November 1997. Full lyrics are available below.
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[Intro: DJ Paul] Ah yeah, these hoes always talkin' 'bout all the shit they got Fendi, DKNY They don't tell you what they do to get it! [Chorus: DJ Paul] What 'cha do? What 'cha do? (What 'cha do?) What 'cha do? What 'cha do? What 'cha do? What 'cha do? What 'cha do? What 'cha do? What 'cha do? What 'cha do? What 'cha do? What 'cha do? (Where they at?) What 'cha do? What 'cha do? What 'cha do? What 'cha do? (What it is?) [Verse 1: Lord Infamous] Bitch, don't play dumb, stick out your tongue, let me take a plunge For plenty you don't have to suck your thumb, I got yum-yum At night you have nice dreams 'bout spices and ice cream You look kind of feisty, your lips they entice me Don't fight it, don't try to front like you don't like it, I can tell you get excited I'ma spank it, put your head under the blanket, It's the tightest I'm Mafia, some playa's took the Triple 6 to the tre' And tonight Lord Infamous on the entree [Verse 2: Gangsta Boo] You niggas be killin' me, say you'll never do it But you used to it Every time I turn around You tongue is in the booty is it hard to pick 'em out? Hell naw, I'm on the top of that All real hoes know a nigga that licked on the cat That's a fact, niggas be one of the main ones doin' it I'ma eat a little punk ass nigga, fuck screwin' it Little Peter Piper, supposed to be playa's, but you pussy eaters Got you rock hard, after my nut, you's a dick beater [Chorus: DJ Paul] What 'cha do? What 'cha do? (What 'cha do?) What 'cha do? What 'cha do? What 'cha do? What 'cha do? What 'cha do? What 'cha do? What 'cha do? What 'cha do? What 'cha do? What 'cha do? (Where they at?) What 'cha do? What 'cha do? What 'cha do? What 'cha do? (What it is?) [Verse 3: Juicy J] Slob on my knob like corn on the cob Check in with me and do your job Lay on the bed and give me head Don't have to ask, don't have to beg Juicy is my name, sex is my game Let's call the boys, let's run a train First find a mate, second find a place Third find a bag to hide the ho face [Verse 4: DJ Paul] Uh! Uh! It's 'bout 2-0-9 I'm ridin' Viper tryin' to find somethin' freaky 'cause I think it's about that time Me and my dogs, done snort about two 'balls Now I need a big mouth for a dick and two balls It's Paul, asking would ya, take face, really? One hundred sixty five pounds, skinny nigga, beer belly I'm 'bout to take her to get it tight from all of y'all No paper chasin', I'm in the ocean tryin' to capture Jaws [Verse 5: Crunchy Black] These bitches got me goin', the feelin' of a warm mouth Man, I tell you bout' these hoes chewin' in the South It's on, once I get it, I'm gone I bone a ho deep and long, but that's another song We on the subject of these hoes, that be suckin' dick Don't frown, hoe, you the main one doin' it Crunchy Black up in this bitch, I tell the truth, dog All these hoes goin', don't let 'em fool, y'all! [Interlude: DJ Spanish Fly] Yo, this is DJ Spanish Fly Live at the shake junt And they shakin' it to Watcha Do, Watcha Do Three 6 Mafia, on word [Verse 6: Koopsta Knicca] See, I be swingin' at a bitch like a nigga tryin' to hit a piñata Ten niggas dick up in your motherfuckin' stomach Came across a dick, they got you grippin' up on your head Buckin' on, shot spread Then, she pussy farted, man, plaster fallin' up off the walls While I'm fuckin' her like a dog, she's constantly lickin' on my balls All up on my dick and on my nuts and just the back-to-back Rat-tat-tat-tat, hatchet, watch how quickly people bitch react (Bitch react, bitch react)
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