Sho-Pyn - W.Y.W.D (What You Wanna Do) [feat. Gerald Slevin]

The most potent heroin flowin u ever knowin
Flyer than a Boeing if u catch me where I'm going
I grew around hoeing, snow holding an dough blowin
As far as the flow going I'm so in my own zone n
Smart ass call him Conan
Showin-n- proving I know just what I'm doing
I-W¥N if he's producing
Women we seduce em
Niggas we recruit em n hip em to the movement
Wit more glide than Clyde
Ballin' like Bill Walton
An of course
We trailblazing in Portland
Runnin like a faucet, to jets we takin off in
Performances in Austin
Then headed to the office
All in a day's work, efforts for pay dirt
Spaghetti stained shirt, who cud say we ain't work
That's a lie, as long as I rhyme
Every guy in my crew gon shine
WYWD, I gotta pocket full of money n my homeboys do too
WYWD, I got room on da bus hunny u can come too
WYWD, I gotta pocket full of money n my homeboys do too
So Watchu Wanna Do...
Watchu Wanna Do
Watchu Wanna Do
Watchu Wanna Do
My aim is to make racks off raps I rapped takin a crap
Hooks takin a nap or breakin a bitches' back
Stay giving out game these lames don't give it back
Already lived in the trap, so shit ain't different from that
U shud, relax n take notes
Peep great flows bout the queso
Da cheese, da mayo, da Lira, da Peso
EBT yea we take those
N what I say goes
They say Sho will u come back to it
I only rock a flow once if u like it u can use it
I hope that u abuse it, so I prove that u a student
A disciple of mic-Michael
That's been inciting a movement
If u like it prove it
Subscribe it, YouTube it
Comment n review it
Encourage niggas to do it
I'm the truest, cooler than a fan
Doin what i can, the mothefuckin man, goddamn
WYWD, I gotta pocket full of money n my homeboys do too
WYWD, I got room on da bus hunny u can come too
WYWD, I gotta pocket full of money n my homeboys do too
So Watchu Wanna Do...
Watchu Wanna Do
Watchu Wanna Do
Watchu Wanna Do
Feel this as I build this in front of ur eyes
The realness that I deal wit, u wasn't surprised
I won't tell u no lies about hustling pies
Cuz dog if u really did it
U wudnt use it as ur gimmick
My nigga BIG didn't, just depicted the life
Of an everyday struggle of a kid from the stuy
Who was smart enough to know when to sit it aside
N kept his eyes on the prize n did it BIG til he died
An I'm cut from the same cloth
Just like all of the bad bitches
Who flicked it up wit James Bond
U wonder where he get this game from
While Moose was watching the Wonder Years
I wondered about careers
Yea I been prepared to touch air
It cost $2.75 to ride so fuck fare
I rather trust a square
Then one of u zeros from here
I been around here
Where it's cold as a moncler
WYWD, I gotta pocket full of money n my homeboys do too
WYWD, I got room on da bus hunny u can come too
WYWD, I gotta pocket full of money n my homeboys do too
So Watchu Wanna Do...
Watchu Wanna Do
Watchu Wanna Do
Watchu Wanna Do

Written by:
Gregory Hunter

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