What It Do Lyrics - Rich Boy - Rich Boy

Hey, Rich Boy, Lil' Jon 

There's a lotta motherfuckin' bad bitches in this motherfucker 

I think I'ma walk over to one of them motherfuckers and tell 'em this 

What it do? What it be like? 

Can I get your telephone number, baby? 

What it do? What it be like? 

Can I get your telephone number, girl? 

What it do? What it be like? 

Can I get your telephone number, baby? 

What it do? What it be like? 

I can picture you naked in the back of my Chevy 

The cars, the clothes, the hoes, I know that 

That purp, that kush, that dro, we blow that 

We poppin', rollin', drinkin', smokin' 

Puffin', passin', now we're chokin' 

The paparazzi, snap and shoot me 

The Prada, the Louis, the Fendi and the Gucci 

The diamonds so big, she tell a nigga, "Look daddy" 

A nigga so jealous that he don't wanna look at me 

Nigga, look at me, why ya knockin'? 

We ballin' and shoppin', them bottles poppin' 

The rims, the paint, the ride so fly 

The 28's be sittin' high 

The lows, the mids, the highs, the tweeters 

Bangin' hard, you hear my speakers 

The trunk be knockin' 

The bitches strippin', leanin', rockin' 

What it do? What it be like? 

Can I get your telephone number, baby? 

What it do? What it be like? 

Can I get your telephone number, girl? 

What it do? What it be like? 

Can I get your telephone number, baby? 

What it do? What it be like? 

I can picture you naked in the back of my Bentley 

We ball, we shine, we all be grindin' 

My chain, my ring, you see them diamonds 

We leanin', sippin', drankin', pourin' 

Promethazine that purple ocean 

So what it do? Ya know ya boy 

Ya know I gotta keep that toy 

So pass the K, I make 'em feel me 

These niggas hatin', tryin' to kill me 

The seats in the ride like peanut butter and jelly 

The pedal to the flo', I'm bossin' in the Chevy 

Ooh, what it be like, baby? Yeah, show me 

Some hoes wanna blow me but they don't even know me 

My jewelry sick, it's so contagious 

You see my wrist, this shit outrageous 

Monte Carlos and Impalas 

Money, rubber bands and dollars 

What it do? What it be like? 

Can I get your telephone number, baby? 

What it do? What it be like? 

Can I get your telephone number, girl? 

What it do? What it be like? 

Can I get your telephone number, baby? 

What it do? What it be like? 

We were meant to be naked 

We were meant to be naked