Big Sean - Do What I Gotta DoLyrics

Lil Bitch, Money, Money. Ive been working too hard Finally Famous in this Baby do what you got to do, do what you got to do Do what you got to do, Baby do what you got to do For the shit that you gotta have, shit that you gotta have Do what you gotta do, for the shit that you gotta have We out here, grinding, shining If I aint getting paper bitch Im dying If I aint getting paper bitch Im dying Do what you got to do, what you got to do Do what you got to do, what you got to do Do what you got to do, what you got to do Do what you got to do, what you got to do Pop, pop, pop, pop that, whoa Do everything except stop that, Hold up All of that ass I cant grab it You might as well be a fat bitch Boy Im bout it, bout it, getting sloppy toppy While Im rolling kamikaze Skeet, skeet, swear I made the pussy fire hydrant She up and down the pole, like she, like she fire fighting Bitch Im finally famous, I do, I do what I want The money, money, sex, money in the air, with an aroma Swear I got her head banging, banging, might be in a coma Walk up to the baddest bitch and tell her that I own her Baby do what you got to do, do what you got to do Do what you got to do, Baby do what you got to do For the shit that you gotta have, shit that you gotta have Do what you gotta do, for the shit that you gotta have We out here, grinding, shining If I aint getting paper bitch Im dying If I aint getting paper bitch Im dying Do what you got to do, what you got to do Do what you got to do, what you got to do Do what you got to do, what you got to do Do what you got to do, what you got to do T killer, big game, gorilla Im the one, pull up, like Billups Two hoes, score them like a fucking fillup Asian bitches, Wu Tang give them rhythm Oh really, milli vanili, faking with me Bet she lift that ass up high like she hit a wheelie In the club, be in the back like Niggas pretending to be me, and that shit dont offend me Im about my business and this bitch is temporary I dont give them love, try February Money committed, swear this shit be married I get that cake, cake, cake, then I pop a cherry Baby do what you got to do, do what you got to do Do what you got to do, Baby do what you got to do For the shit that you gotta have, shit that you gotta have Do what you gotta do, for the shit that you gotta have We out here, grinding, shining If I aint getting paper bitch Im dying If I aint getting paper bitch Im dying Do what you got to do, what you got to do Do what you got to do, what you got to do Do what you got to do, what you got to do Do what you got to do, what you got to do