So What You Wanna Do Lyrics - Lil' Rob

[Lil' Rob] 

Hey what's up baby 

Yeah, they call me Lil' Rob 

Yeah, that's me 

Kicking back with my homeboy Royal T 

And my homeboy Yogi 

You know what I mean 

San Diego's finest, you know what I'm saying 

What's your name 

[Lil' Rob] 

Como te llamas, perdonan mis vapas 

Donde estavas en toda mi vida 

I've never seen a seorita more bonita 

My name is Lil' Rob, nice to mean ya 

Wish that I could eat ya, keep you to myself, to myself, to the side 

You says lets hold off things for the ride, much obliged 

You replied if you decide to see me again 

Just give me a ring, I'm sitting for a frigging weekend 

You're my freaky bona, cabrona, chichona, pinche nalgona 

I've got what you want, and you've got what I want 

We both like what we see, I like the way you love me 

With you soft Brown skin, Mexican, big brown eyes 

As I trip on with Mary Wells to that one guy, Miles Standby 

When I tell you to jump you ask how high 

Even if I expect you to fly, it's time for me to fly 

But you tell me what's so good about good-bye 

[Chorus x2: Lil' Rob] 

I can't stick around, ain't got time to dick around 

If you wanna get down let's get down, let's get down 

(So what you wanna do) 

I can't stick around, ain't got time to dick around 

If you wanna get down let's get down, let's get down 

(So what you wanna do) 

[Royal T] 

I blow hynas like golf reel, long and slow 

'cause I'm dangerous like a SEAL, when I get at a hoe 

Guaranteed to get her wet like a walk in the rain 

And after we stroke they be like "What's your name?" 

I say "Mr. Sancho, the one hitter then quitter 

The True Player baby, the puss go-getter" 

See my Lex in eighteens, you know what that means 

Another day, a few more hoes when I come up on the scene 

Ain't no player in the streets who play the game like me 

You tight? You might be, but like me? That's unlikely 

Better hose it down 'cause I holds that crown 

And I never player hate because I hold my ground 

They call me papi from San Diego to Puerto Rico 

And everybody knows ain't no guarantee like Chico 

Five minutes of converstation and that's all she wrote 

Sipping Alize, puffing hydro smoke 

[Chorus x2] 

[Lil' Rob] 

Let's get down, that's right 

San Diego Clique 

Don't act like you don't know us 

Lil' Rob, Royal T, Mr. Yogi 

Ponle 

[Yogi] 

Shave my head pelon for the get up and go look 

Hit the avenue, I'm putting freaks in my phonebook 

You know I just be chilling with my cousin Rancho 

You wasn't trying to deal with me before my demo 

But now you be screaming out "Papi, te quiero" 

Trying to front like you got class, but you just ghetto 

I love pretty things on the dance floor 

Glitter on your chest, g-strings, and platforms 

You know the type of babydoll that make your knees weak 

Sipping mixed drinks, real super freaks 

The type of broads like like to chill in Mexico 

Acting stuck up, sporting them sexy clothes 

Knew her when she was chica, mira que bonita 

Now she's with amigas, me rolling with clickas 

I'ma juela la jolita, what's up mamacita 

I be trying to maintain, just chilling in my villa 

[Chorus x4]