Watcha Do Lyrics - Chapter 2: World Domination - Three 6 Mafia

Ah yeah, these hoes always 

Talkin' bout' all the shit they got 

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DKNY and I'ma tell you 

What they do to get it, bitch 

Watcha do? Watcha do? 

Watcha do? Watcha do? 

Watcha do? Watcha do? 

Watcha do? Watcha do? 

Watcha do? Watcha do? 

Watcha do? Watcha do? 

Watcha do? Watcha do? 

Watcha do? Watcha do? 

Bitch don't play dumb 

Stick out your tongue 

And let me take a plunge 

For plenty you don't have 

To suck your thumb 

I got yum-yum 

At night you have nice dreams 

'Bout spices and ice cream 

You look kind of fiesty 

Your lips they entice me 

Don't fight it, don't try 

To front like you don't like it 

I can tell you get excited 

I'm gon' spank it 

Put your head up under the blanket 

It's the tightest 

A Mafia, so play it to the Triple 6 to the tre' 

Until tonight Lord Infamous is on the entree 

You niggas be killin' me 

Say you'll never do me 

But still you do it 

Every time I turn around 

You punk is in the booty 

Is it hard to pick em' out 

Hell na, I'm on the top of that 

All real hoes know 

A nigga that lick on the cat, that's a fact 

Niggas be one of the main ones doin' it 

Come and eat a little punk ass nigga 

Fuck screwin' it, little Peter Pipter 

These playas for the pussy eaters 

Got you rock hard after my nut you's a dick beater 

Watcha do? Watcha do? 

Watcha do? Watcha do? 

Watcha do? Watcha do? 

Watcha do? Watcha do? 

Watcha do? Watcha do? 

Watcha do? Watcha do? 

Watcha do? Watcha do? 

Watcha do? Watcha do? 

Slob on my knob 

Like corn on the cob 

Check in with me 

And do your job 

Lay on the bed 

And give me head 

Don't have to ask 

Don't have to beg 

Juicy is my name 

Sex is my game 

Let's call the boys 

Let's run a train 

First find a mate 

Second find a place 

Third find a bag 

To hide the hoe face 

It's bout 2-0-9, I'm ridin' Viper 

Tryin' to find somethin' freaky 

'Cause I think it's about that time 

Me and my dogs 

It's not about two balls 

Now I need a big mouth 

For a dick and two balls 

It's Paul, askin' with ya 

Take face Willy 

165 pound, skinny nigga, beer belly 

I'm bout' to take her to get it tight 

From all of ya'll 

No paper chasin' I'm in the ocean 

Tryin' to catch some jaws 

These bitches got me goin' 

The feelin' of a warm mouth 

Man I tell you 'bout these hoes 

Chewin' in the South, it's on 

Once I get it alone, I bone 

A whole deep along 

But that's another song 

We on the subject of these hoes 

And they suckin' dick 

Don't frown hoes 

You the main ones don' it 

Crunchy Blac up in the bitch 

I tell the truth dog 

All these hoes goin' 

Don't let 'em foll y'all 

Yo, this is Dj Spanish Fly 

Live at the shake joint 

And they shake the tooshie, watcha do? 

Three 6 Mafia a worrr 

See I be swanin' at a bitch 

Like a nigga tryin' to hit a pinata 

Ten niggas dicks 

Up in your motherfuckin' stomach 

Came across a dick 

They got you grippin' up on your head 

Buckin' on south spreadin' pussy, fool it farted 

Men, plaster fallin' up off the wass 

While I'm fuckin' her like a dog 

She constantly lickin' on my balls 

All up on my dick, and on my nuts 

It's just the best I be rat tat tat tat tat 

Had to watch how quickly that bitch react 

Like a nigga tryin' to hit a pa