Baby do what you gotta do, do what you gotta do
Do what you gotta do
Baby do what you gotta do
For the shit that you gotta have
Shit that you gotta have
Do what you gotta do
For the shit that you gotta have
We out here, grinding, shining
If I ain’t getting paper, bitch I’m dying
If I ain’t getting paper, bitch I’m dying
Do what you gotta do, do what you gotta do
Do what you gotta do
Bitch do it
Do what you gotta do, do what you gotta do
Do what you gotta do
Get to it
Do what you gotta do, do what you gotta do
Do what you gotta do
Pop, pop, pop, pop that, whoa
Do anything except stop that
Hold up, all of that ass I can’t grab it
You might as well be a fat bitch!
Boy I’m bout the body, getting sloppy toppy
While I’m rolling kamikaze
Ski, ski, ski’s where I make the pussy fire hydrant
She up and down the pole, like she, like she fire fighting
Bitch I’m finally famous, I do, I do what I want
The money, money, sex, money in the air
With an aroma, swear I got her head banging, banging
Might be in a coma
Walk up to the baddest bitch and tell her that I own her
I own you
Baby do what you gotta do, do what you gotta do
Do what you gotta do
Baby do what you gotta do
For the shit that you gotta have
Shit that you gotta have
Do what you gotta do
For the shit that you gotta have
We out here, grinding, shining
If I ain’t getting paper, bitch I’m dying
If I ain’t getting paper, bitch I’m dying
Do what you gotta do, do what you gotta do
Do what you gotta do
Bitch do it
Do what you gotta do, do what you gotta do
Do what you gotta do
Get to it
Do what you gotta do, do what you gotta do
Do what you gotta do
Oh, t killer, dick game gorilla
Come to one, pull up, like bill ups
2 hoes, score them like a fucking fill up
Asian bitches, wu tang give them rhythm
Oh really, milli vanili, fecking with me
Bet she lift that ass up high like she hit a willie
In the club, be in the back like Bentley
Niggas pretending to be me, man this shit don’t offend me
I’m bout my bisness and this bitch is temporary
I don’t give them love, try February
Money committed, swear this shit be married
I get that cake, cake, cake, then I pop a berry
Baby do what you gotta do, do what you gotta do
Do what you gotta do
Baby do what you gotta do
For the shit that you gotta have
Shit that you gotta have
Do what you gotta do
For the shit that you gotta have
We out here, grinding, shining
If I ain’t getting paper, bitch I’m dying
If I ain’t getting paper, bitch I’m dying
Do what you gotta do, do what you gotta do
Do what you gotta do
Bitch do it
Do what you gotta do, do what you gotta do
Do what you gotta do
Get to it
Do what you gotta do, do what you gotta do
Do what you gotta do
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