Now That's What I Call Music! - What Would You Do Lyrics
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- What Would You Do Lyrics
Album: Now That's What I Call Music, Vol. 7 1st verse: Boys and girls wanna hear a true story? Saturday night was at this real wild party They had the liquor overflowin' the cup, about 5 or 6 strippers tryin to work for a buck and I-took one girl outside wit me, her name was Loni, she went to Junior High wit me, I said, Why you up in there dancin for cash?, I guess a whole lots changed since I seen you last She said.. Chorus: What would you do?, if your son was at home crying all alone on the bedroom floor, cuz he's hungry and thee only way to feed him is ta sleep wit a man for a little bit of money, and his daddy's gone so we're smokin' rock now, in and out of lock down, I aint gotta job now, so for you this is just a good time but for me this is what I call life 2nd verse: Girl you aint thee only one wit a baby, that's no excuse to be livin all crazy then she looked me right square in the eye and said everyday I wake up hopin' to die, she said- nigga I know about pain cuz, me and my sista ran away, so my daddy couldn't rape us, before I was a teenager I done been through more ****, you can't even relate ta! (Chorus) Ooooo Then she said, What would you do? if.... Get up on my feet and let go of every excuse What would you do? if.... Cuz I wouldn't want my baby, to go through what I went through What would you do? if.... Get up on my feet, stop makin tired excuses What would you do? if... Girl I know if my mother can do it, baby you can do it Oooo, oooo, oooo-(yea, yea, yea, yea) (Chorus) What would you do? if yo son was at home, crying all alone on the bedroom floor, cuz he's hungry and the only way to feed him is to sleep wit a man for a little bit of money, and his daddy's gone so we're smokin rock now, in and out of lock down, I aint gotta job now, so for you this is just a good time but for me this is what I call life (Come on) (Chorus)
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