Partners-N-Crime - Do What'cha Do lyrics

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Partners-N-Crime - Do What'cha Do lyrics

[Kangol Slim] Hey Mami Pop it when you wiggle, move your body Shake it up on the floor got attention from everybody Pop it! Twerk it! Come on baby work it! If you back that thang up on me, look I'ma serve it Bend it over like ya back broke Look at her she bout to go Shake it up for South Coast Bounce it like a six four Baby shake it for me Bounce it up for P-N-C Shake and pop for me! C'mon now won't you shake that Mami! Work that Mami! Love it when you hit the floor and you shake that body! Where all my n***as that like to keep the club crunk? And smokin' that fire skunk with P-N-C and get drunk And you know that P-N-C gone represent South Coast, keep on droppin' Platinum hits Got somethin' if you haters want to trip So all my n***as tell them hoes hit the floor and make it bounce to this [Chorus] (Kangol) Ain't nothin' wrong with your back girl (Meanor) Do what'cha do! (Kangol) Bend it boy, in effect girl (Meanor) Do what'cha do! (Kangol) C'mon hustle and shake it round the World (Meanor) Do what'cha do! (Kangol) C'mon and shake and pop for me! C'mon, now bend it over like yo back broke (Meanor) Do what'cha do! (Kangol) You shakin' it up for South Coast (Meanor) Do what'cha do! (Kangol) n***as hit the floor get behind a hoe (Meanor) Do what'cha do! (Kangol) And tell her shake and pop for me! [Mista Meanor] When made this one for the n***as and the b**hes to buck It's bananas, everybody tearin' sh** up They got hoes backin' it up, n***as actin' up See the party don't stop til' ya had enough What'cha know about catchin' the wall, walkin' the dog? With a real n***a standin' behind ya, breakin' ya off Done been around the World but seen nothin' like y'all Freshened up with big balls I'd love to hit y'all Could make the bed rock like we're the Flintstones C'mon, let a n***a hit'cha it's a stiff bone Goin' round to my crib now, I gots to get home I'm like Biggie you can just call me dead wrong I wish my n***a P was here to see it all happen He loved money, loved women, and he loved rappin' My cousin Fatman, Wodie he just came home So from a real n***a keep ya f**in' head strong [Chorus] [Kangol Slim] I made this jam for my n***as [n***as] b**hes [b**hes] Throw yo hands up in the air if ya wit me My n***as [n***as] b**hes [b**hes] Throw yo hands up in the air if ya wit me If you up in the club n***as tearin' it up and If you smokin' on somethin' tell n***as to light it up Tell the ladies back it up If you a thug, then bump Throw yo sets in the air Represent and don't give a f** [Mista Meanor] Since I'm here hit the dance floor and Do What'cha Do It's an nighter baby we can go there to Bayou Boy got yo broad straight catchin' the wall De'Jon and Lil ' All got 'em takin' it off They got Del and ??? plus they sendin' 'em back to The 13th Chuck can't forget about Mac South coast thang we gone keep it jumpin' P-N-C in yo town we gone keep it bumpin' [Chorus]

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