What You Gon Do Wit It

Jimmy crack corn and I don't care
Trying to get you in your underwear, yeah
And if you don't get down in that way
Then baby girl we can kick it on Sundays
Okay, I'm trying to make it happen
Offer you a little financial backing
Shawty got a toolbox, watch her ratchet
Got me standing at attention like Go Go Gadget

I see you in the club, you're looking at me, get on the floor
You're posted on the wall, well come on baby give me some more
Ain't got no man, I'm really diggin you, so here is the question
What You Gon' Do Wit It
What You Gon' Do Wit It
What You Gon' Do Wit It
What You Gon' Do Wit It
What You Gon' Do Wit It
I ain't got no man, you ain't got no girl
So baby here is the question
What You Gon' Do Wit It

Can a player get a table dance
Hold up girl, I'm just playing
Allow me to put you up on game
Don't be asking where I'm going
Just be glad I came
Like a dream when she rock that thing
Got me on the floor, doing the rock man
Getting you back home is the master plan
To get dirty on the couch like my name's Rick James
Shawty what my name is
And if you don't know I'mma give you one guess
D to the I Z Z Y D yes
And I'mma call you princess
Like Wall Street on the beats, I do big business
Hit so hard, it'll leave you senseless
Report to the dance floor with the quickness
And show me how you do this, sing it

I see you in the club, you're looking at me, get on the floor
You're posted on the wall, well come on baby give me some more
Ain't got no man, I'm really diggin you, so here is the question
What You Gon' Do Wit It
What You Gon' Do Wit It
What You Gon' Do Wit It
What You Gon' Do Wit It
What You Gon' Do Wit It
I ain't got no man, you ain't got no girl
So baby here is the question
What You Gon' Do Wit It

Chillin' on the wall, what do I see
A cute little shawty, yeah a P Y T
I really like the fruit hanging from her tree
Working overtime in this booty factory, but
Can you save me the last dance
Amazed by the way that you fit them pants
Oh yeah, I can tell by just one glance
That the situation's gonna turn into romance, hey
So baby girl don't tease me
Trying too hard, just take it easy
And if you're freaky
We can make love in this club, but I ain't Young Jeezy
DJ, please bring that beat back
So I can melt the mic like a flame on hot wax
Can't nobody do it better than she do that
Wait, I thought you knew that, ya dig

I see you in the club, you're looking at me, get on the floor
You're posted on the wall, well come on baby give me some more
Ain't got no man, I'm really diggin you, so here is the question
What You Gon' Do Wit It
What You Gon' Do Wit It
What You Gon' Do Wit It
What You Gon' Do Wit It, What You Gon' Do Wit It
I ain't got no man, you ain't got no girl
So baby here is the question... question... question
What You Gon' Do Wit It

The night is young and we ain't in no rush, so get on the floor
The feeling ain't gon' stop, so come on baby give me some more
Ain't trying to put no pressure boy, but I got a question
What You Gon' Do Wit It

I see you in the club, you're looking at me, get on the floor
You're posted on the wall, well come on baby give me some more
Ain't got no man, I'm really diggin you, so here is the question
What You Gon' Do Wit It
What You Gon' Do Wit It
What You Gon' Do Wit It
What You Gon' Do Wit It
What You Gon' Do Wit It
I ain't got no man, you ain't got no girl
So baby here is the question
What You Gon' Do Wit It



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Writer(s): James Mckinnie Jr, Dustin Warren
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