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koopsta knicca - whatcha gonna do (original version) lyrics

[intro: kingpin skinny pimp & mca]
silked up like a dough boy, smellin’ like fahrenheit
silked up like a dough boy, smellin’ like fahrenheit
silked up like a dough boy, smellin’ like fahrenheit
silked up like a dough boy, smellin’ like fahrenheit
silked up like a dough boy, smellin’ like fahrenheit
what the f+ck+what the f+ck+what the f+ck you gonna do?
silked up like a dough boy, smellin’ like fahrenheit
silked up like a dough boy, smellin’ like fahrenheit
silked up like a dough boy, smellin’ like fahrenheit
what the f+ck+what the f+ck+what the f+ck you gonna do?
silked up like a dough boy, smellin’ like fahrenheit
silked up like a dough boy, smellin’ like fahrenheit
what the f+ck+what the f+ck+what the f+ck you gonna do?
silked up like a dough boy, smellin’ like fahrenheit
silked up like a dough boy, smellin’ like fahrenheit
what the f+ck+what the f+ck+what the f+ck you gonna do?

[verse 1: koopsta knicca]
since ya n+ggas from the ville they got to f+ck me just to get ’em mane
f+ckin’ with that 6 double 6 + it’s gonna be a fright night
paul let’s make a n+gga knockin’, point that glock at them b+tches face
no pistol plays, that koopsta knicca gone on a motherf+ckin’ rampage
cl!ckin’ with that 9 in hand, let’s make this to another stang
scarecrow with that satanic bible, tell me where’s the k!lla man
fly’zzi and them messengers let’s take this on another ride
juicy with that tec+9, let’s turn this to a homicide
666 not barrin’ this sh+t, let’s make this to a crucifix
chopped up in a f+ckin’ ditch, we cl!ckin’ like jeffrey dahmer’s b+tch
b+tch in my yard is where your body be well exposed
the 6 double 6 mafia clique slangin’ l!cks on you funky hoes
ya scared, ya scared because i dwell with that evil dead
i bled them bodies, i left the blood runnin’ in yo’ bed
the koopsta’s a psycho n+gga, you got tools, i got mine too
a glock to ya body fool, now whatcha gonna do?
[bridge: kingpin skinny pimp & mca]
silked up like a dough boy, smellin’ like fahrenheit
silked up like a dough boy, smellin’ like fahrenheit
what the f+ck+what the f+ck+what the f+ck you gonna do?
silked up like a dough boy, smellin’ like fahrenheit
silked up like a dough boy, smellin’ like fahrenheit
what the f+ck+what the f+ck+what the f+ck you gonna do?
silked up like a dough boy, smellin’ like fahrenheit
silked up like a dough boy, smellin’ like fahrenheit
what the f+ck+what the f+ck+what the f+ck you gonna do?

[verse 2: dj paul]
glocks, tec+9’s, uzis at yo motherf+ckin’ face
no fear, quickly watch a f+ckin’ murder take place
place me a trick in my guillotine
chop his top off and see how fast we can make his mother scream
we means no f+ckin’ niceness when we around
my glock make this sound….when i buck down clowns
funky town ’cause you to be slippin’ and feel like trippin’
and fallin’ under spells given by my demon tells me
how ya gonna get with my 6 double 6, 6 million 6 hundred and 60 thousand crazies that’ll cl!ck with wickedness
i shoulda have test you before i let you get on my boat
but now i push you over to watch you struggle to stay afloat
we drop a rope straight around your throat, let’s see if he chokes
when i trip off this weed and put the ship in high speed
always wanna have ya f+ckin’ way like a ho
this triple 6 sh+t don’t stop, so what the f+ck you gonna d+o?
trick ass n+gga….

- koopsta knicca lyrics

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