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    "What They Gonna Do" Lyrics

    Jay-Z feat. Sean Paul

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    Genre:Rap
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    [Sean Paul]
    Yo Yo Yo, Yo Yo Yo
    Show out her wild side, stick out her backside

    [Chorus: Jay-Z]
    If you with me, throw the diamond up one time
    Ladies, if you with me, just grind to the bass line
    Homey, don't be scared to grab her from behind
    And make her show out her wild side
    (Sean Paul) Stick out her backside

    [Verse 1: Jay-Z]
    Now what the fuck they gon' do with me
    Got money, got broads, got a crew with me
    Real as banana clips, I got a Sue with me
    Get down or lay down nigga to shoot with me
    Now how the fuck they gon' deal with me
    I ain't going nowhere, they gotta deal with me
    Got the whole BK ready to kill with me
    You scared motherfucker, keep it real with me, keep it real with me
    Now what the fuck they gon say to me
    Got to clap, yi mean all day with me, CLAP, yi mean
    Don't play with me, CLAP, yi mean
    Stay with me, don't lose me y'all
    And please don't confuse me with dog, I'm different
    I bought it back for a living
    33 O's on a bitch back like Pippen
    3 She can keep for herself and distribute
    36 O's and a ki, you do the addition
    Before Mitchell and Ness did it
    I was moving birds like a Oriole fitted
    I'm Cal Ripken Jr. let's get it

    [Chorus]

    [Verse 2: Jay-Z]
    Hon' what they gon' say to you
    Got your hair did and your favorite shoes
    Tell'em don't play with you, get'em away from you
    You need a baller like I, call'em like I
    See'em like naaaa
    Move over y'all amateurs
    No, you not balling that's Pro-Am shit
    Oh, stop calling that's hoe-man shit
    Stop falling asleep that's old man shit
    I stands up in it like a champ up in it
    Be up in it so long, get my calls transferred in it
    No more minute man in it
    Get my Soundscan, BDS, and Market and Glance in it

    [Chorus]

    [Verse 3: Jay-Z]
    What they gon do'
    You got starch in your flow
    I flow too many ways, got a arch in my flow
    All sorts of flow, Rembrandt, Rilkey
    I am art with the flow
    Even if I'm filthy, you gotta pardon the flow
    Niggas taking it lightly, had to darken the flow
    Way I put it together, tear'em apart with the flow
    I'm too smart with the flow, you just started the flow
    Stop it youngin, you 106th & Park with the flow
    I am pro, as you see I'm off the charts with the flow
    Actually I'm number one on the charts with the flow
    In some places they say this, I am God with the flow
    Like my office, but they're biased, too involved with the flow
    (Oh no) I am the youth spirit, I am y'all with the flow
    Troubled man, dare I say, I am Mar with the flow
    I come up hard but I evolve with the flow
    Crossover, slam dunk, Rucker Park with the flow

    [Chorus]
    This song was submitted on August 18th, 2009 and last modified on November 24th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc..
    Written by Shawn C Carter, Sean Paul Henriques, Timothy Z Mosley.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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