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Watcha Gon' Do (feat. Biggie & Rick Ross) Puff Daddy

Biggie & Rick Ross Puff Daddy Hip Hop Lyrics

As we proceed
To give you what you need
Bad Boy m*********s
“Bad Boy, Bad Boy, whatcha gon’ do?”
I’m proud of myself, you know I’m saying?
West coast m*********s
“Watcha gon’ do when they come for you?”
East coast m*********s
Ain’t nothing wrong with that, I’m f*****g proud of myself
“You’ll see”
That’s why I sound the way I sound
B.I.G m*********s
“You’ll see”
And the way I walk the way I walk, the way I talk
Lets Go

[Verse 1 – Puff Daddy]
I tell ’em watch close, n***a jot notes
If you use my approach, you could dock boats
Yeah, you could get exposed to all that
Girl, you know I’m hard to get a hold or contact
Probably overseas with business owners and all that
Flights to Minnesota with dinner over a contract
See, lame n****s gonna do lame s**t
How you flexing when your crew ain’t s**t
N***a, you ain’t s**t
Probably trick on something you ain’t hit
Try to do me but the shoe ain’t fit, and your jewels ain’t lit
So tell them n****s I said break bread off
You know, spray lead off, take heads off
Break law pay feds off
You ain’t never meet pop
You got the kittens fed up with your fake set up
I keep n****s on rooftops to watch you
I move by smooth, even keep the new spots supplied too
I slide through back of the Maybach
But i do something 5’2 with a fly do, how you?
I don’t know you yet but I’m trying to
I leave your mind blew if you don’t mind trying to climb through
New portals on time yeah I think it’s time to
Never slip up, one of the homies get picked up
Sell all the whips and switch the cribs up
Get my d**k sucked by mermaids
Black shades hermès
The whole last winter I went through a fur phase
Yeah, that summer 32
Bad Boy s**t
And we won’t stop, ’cause we can’t stop
B.I.G., Brooklyn, yeah

[Hook/Chorus – Puff Daddy]
“Bad Boy, Bad Boy, whatcha gon’ do?” Puff Daddy, New York, yeah
“Watcha gon’ do when they come for you?” Bad Boy, yeah
“You’ll see” Unstoppable
“You’ll see” Unstoppable

[Verse 2 – Rick Ross]
Big blunts and grass, Maybach on a dash
40 carat gold Cartier on a class
Mink coats with shooters in of the Land Cruiser
My maneuvers sparking these lil’ rumors
Duffle bags, Percocets, the Rugers
Still the smoothest at roughing up all the jewelers
Danny Glover, up the pistol, p*****s undercover
Propositions and proposals, bring ’em on the double
Raising the K’s in the days and
Jaylen that brain is amazing
Top tier, egotistical when he arrogant
Skyscraper, kilo up in the cabinet
For bad b*****s who snort lines the fourth time
Cîroc white, blue dot, you should pour mine
East Coast fat boy, he be so braggadocios
Air forces, mansions, and I’m on the ocean
Benefits, free my n****s, I’m talking fishing grits
Immigrants came a long way up out the tenements
Gunshots hereditary, get your daddy buried
With my march, got out of prison February
Cold game, ménage à trois and my gold chain
Bad Boy, Buggatis in all four lanes
The script flip when the spliff lit
Double M cruise ship with a thick b***h

[Verse 3 – The Notorious B.I.G.]
Click, click, uh, uh, uh
N****s talking it but ain’t living it
Crystal pops I’m sipping it, mob hats and lizard s**t
‘Gator trunks b***h, rolling blunts with the williest of the w***y
Heckler Koch, M-1’s and nine millies
Stories like a m**********r
Model b*****s wondering if I’m a f**k with her
She know, I treat my b*****s like Ivana
Dolce and Gabana dripping
Big poppa never slipping
H-class diamonds shining
Dinner with the wifey wining, dining
Smoking cigars in Bogota
With Colombian n****s named Panama
Englique and s**t
Games we play life ending
B*****s bending over with ease
For a pair of Moschino jeans
And Donna Karan tank tops I got your bank stopped
Singles on top, Benjamins under the rest of ’em
Advancing from duplex to mansion
Stashing keys, hiding G’s overseas
VCR’s in my V’s
Game elevates, money I make
Into stocks and real estates, b***h
Jet skiing in the Caribbean, white sands
Discusing plans with my mans
Dark blue land, smoke tint chrome rims and system
That leaves my rear views trembling
What you gonna do when poppa catch an attitude
Drop to your knees and show gratitude
Kiss my rings it’s a Frank White thing I stay potent
B*****s devoted, take my d**k and deep throat it

You’ll see
You’ll see
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