you're not happy here, I'll always be here for you If you gotta leave me, girl, then do what you gotta do Go on and leave, do what you gotta do Sorry
the misery I brought to you See that you're not happy here I'll always be here for you If you gotta leave me, girl Then do what you gotta do Verse 2
Fordítás: Nem kérdés. Do What You Gotta Do már.
misery I brought to you See that you're not happy here I'll always be here for you If you gotta leave me, girl Then do what you gotta do [Verse
is too When you're in doubt You ask what to do Do what you want to (I will love you anyway, hey) Time you stopped listenin' to what they say Sound
I get so high when you're with me But crash and crave you when you leave Hey, so I gotta question Do you wanna have a slumber party in my basement? Do
hand What you do when you got a master plan, but half don? ran Here?s your chance to prove you love me It?s on and stubby, so hot, it?s feeling muggy Do you
niggas who can't touch you. You grab your nuts and say motha fuck you. You invited. Got guns, be indicted. And if they kill me, me and Big reunite. What nigga! What nigga! What
, yeah, yeah See what you niggas do to me, I do to you And if I'm who you came to see, then do what you gotta do We can do it anywhere, right here, right
pants sag Catch me bouncing through the club wit my crip flag You don't like it do something nigga Where I'm from if we don't like it we do something nigga And you
you gonna hit 'em with a new style? Know that motherfucker well, what you gonna do now? Whatever I wanna do, gosh, it's cool now Not gonna do us, it
want him to steal my love I'm just tryin to be cool, cool, cool (tryn'a be cool) What would you exepct me to do Im just tryin to find, find, find That
and your comfort when you caressin'? I do Nobody loves me like you And when I'm needin' a fix nobody do it like you (CHORUS) Sometimes I gotta fight
you rock to Thought that I would never get you? Got you Doggin the floor like you know you never done before How could a brother be so hardcore And still keep you
to my fans You see they wouldn't understand You can try but you'll never understand this Try an' try but you'll never understand this You can try but you
a question of if, just a matter of time Before I move to the front of the line Once you're watching every move that I make You gotta believe that I got what
Now what you know about movin' that Peruvian Flavor that cake I get rid of them bricks I don't know what you take me for I really play that shit I ain't got to get you
