Whatcha Gonna Do Lyrics by Monifah

Whatcha Gonna Do Lyrics

    Featuring femme fatale and rufus blaq

    [femme fatale]
    You done fucked up with this bitch
    Nigga lucked up with mama warbucks
    Left you stuck with the cluck-clucks
    No allowin', been down since the brown trench
    Chemically imbalanced, no sex and head alice
    Keep it moving nigga, pronto
    Before you met me you was john doe
    Tonto a.c. in a broncho, secrets only i know
    Leave the premises lil' man you ain't paid for this
    Jerk off and reminisce, drop them keys, you ain't paid for shit

    They call me boogie, the way i love 'em and leave 'em
    Put some out, and deceive 'em,
    Cuz player, you the naive one fucking with college chicks
    Or keep em ass bottom bitch
    Star like astrologist, so what the problem here
    No love loss, for a second played me santa claus
    Hurt like a man who lost maybe the shit you ran across
    Finessed it like the lord, rock candy you can afford
    Manhood reassured, but you went overboard, what?

    [monifah]
    You cheat, you lie, you made me cry
    I don't really like this feeling
    Deprived me of sexual healing, oh no
    Stayed out all night, you creeped inside
    Acting like things is cool
    Trying to play me for your fool
    Now i'm gonna change the rules

    1 - whatcha gonna do
    When i up and leave you
    Who's gonna bathe and feed you
    Whatcha gonna do when i'm taking no more
    When i change the locks to my door
    Whatcha gonna do when the well runs dry
    Where you gonna sleep tonight
    Whatcha gonna do, whatcha gonna do
    When i leave you

    You're out time, can't change your mind
    Tell me why you made me do this
    Baby it was only a test and you failed
    No need to ask, you're free at last
    Now go on and have your fun
    Cause now mr. right one is the wrong one
    And now you are the gone one

    Repeat 1

    Tell me where you gonna go
    Cause i can't taking no more
    What you gonna do
    Now that we are through
    Where you gonna be
    Cause it won't be with me
    Whatcha gonna do, whatcha gonna do

    [rufus blaq]
    You not the average chick, you got the runaway model
    I taught you how to use the glass instead of out the bottle
    Sip don't swallow, i lead while you follow
    Remember "i'm submissive to you daddy" was the motto
    I created the chemistry made it all official
    I kept it real withcha, down to the bone gristle
    Never dissin' you, missin' you, always with you
    Get you from the hair salon, people stare at the don

    Repeat 1 until fade

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