What We Gonna Do

(Rah Digga)

Megahertz

(Verse 1)

Another day in the life, kickin' for all thug bunnies

Paper chase them self, or say man blood money

Schemin' ass honey tryin' to get my shine

Such a lady of grace, with such a hood frame of mind

Summertime's here, Daisy Dukes are in order

Swingin' with my cousin a little thick, a little shorter

Five in the whip, we like to flow thick

CD's in a clip, let's take a road trip

Sayin' what we gonna do now, dice some trees

Take a ride in the Range through the block and skeez

We conceited asses, wavin' to the masses

Cats doin' wheelies on they bikes fly past us

Headin' to the mall or maybe to Phil's

Steady cruisin' down 5th, through one chat and the grill

Stores closin', down goes the sun

Everybody get ready, here comes the real fun

(Hook)

(Ah, ooh)

Yeah y'all, you know what's goin' down

Jumpin' in the whip and we rollin' around town

Wildin' out see ya layin' all on the ground

Mre heat and there's plenty to go around

Party people come shake it over here, just bounce

Got chu' throwin ya hands all in the air, just bounce

Everybody go shake it over there, just bounce

Blowin' the spot up like we don't care (Ah, ooh)

(Verse 2)

Now we done huffed about an ounce up

R and Gina, my cousin flirtin' with the bouncer

The second round's on me, D-I-G

The third is your's, come time to mop the dance floor

See, we ain't payin' so debt that due

Cali clubs be the ****, since they close at two

I'm a socializer, y'all know my steez

Whether mountin' at Spagra or grimey at Speed

Ya might see me solo or with a bunch of dimes

Or ridin' shotgun when I'm jottin' punch lines

Or maybe with the squad, Rah, and BK style

First lady profile, no more chicks allowed

Sayin' what we gonna do now, blow the set

Take a ride down to Philly, check grand and Moet

But back to the bricks, have drinks at my bar

I'm the real ghetto superstar

(Hook)

(Verse 3)

We bring the night to a close

Downed a couple shots and we threw a couple bows

What we gonna do now, take it down

No, after-hours on the other side of town (HO!)

Come on swing with me if ya able

Corner reserved and they gotta pool table

The music jumpin' better than the club

Champagne in the house, every DJ show love

But all good things must come to end

Headed back to the whip, turn parking lot pimp

Just when ya thought it couldn't get no thicker

Shorty gotta hurl, says she can't hold liquor

Food gettin' dropped off first, please

Time to roll another L, hot cakes and Mickey D's

Peace, peace y'all here's one for the road

Hit me off on the jack for the next episode

(Hook x2)