What She Gonna Do? Lyrics - Married To The Game - Too $hort

So [Incomprehensible] so 

Make me say, oh 

It's just a little mo' game 

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) 

You might need to learn some 

(Make me say, oh) 

Listen and learn 

(Yeah, yeah) 

She's all about that get rich 

Treat a nigga like the lotto, he's a quick pick 

It's nothin' to a boss, bitch 

What happened to his cash flow? He lost it 

She don't give a fuck about none of you guys 

She make you look so bad, I bet you want a disguise 

I knew the day and time would come 

When she went out in the world and had to find her one 

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He sponsors all her daily activities 

I'm not her pimp, she don't pay me or give me fees 

I just laced her with the game, so, she could shake those lames 

And try to take her change, I told her make yo' name 

And turn the tables on 'em, I call her DJ Break-a- Trick 

'Cause all your money, she'll be takin' it 

Put her on the pedestal, your queen on the throne 

And she's still gon' bring the money home 

(Make me say, oh) 

What she gonna do? 

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) 

What she gonna do? 

(Make me say, oh) 

What she gonna do? 

Players better ask a 

Bitch, whatchu gonna do? 

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I'll be the one to come runnin' 

(Be the one to come runnin') 

Oh, home to you, home to you 

You're givin' me love with a nigga like you 

It's no need to play around, oh, you're more than just big pimpin' 

You're blowin' my mind with the love that you're givin' 

That's what you'll hear me say, boy, every day 

I knew she had potential to be a real player 

Get paid up the ass by a millionaire 

She ain't tradin' sex like these broke hoes 

Her shit is worldwide, these bitches loco 

She took the show on the road for the fun and the thrills 

Now, it's nothin' but hundred dollar bills 

She got a lot of G's, spend 'em how you please 

All you broke-ass hoes, get up off yo' knees 

Don't go to Hoe College if you want some mo' knowledge 

Cause bitches graduate and end up with fo' dollars 

You can be a hustler and never be a baller 

He tried to bread her up whenever he would call her 

But the bitch was too dumb, to ask for a thang 

I try to teach 'em when they young 

So they don't pass on the game and when you get your thang on 

Remember where you got your game and where you came from 

(Make me say, oh) 

What she gonna do? 

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) 

What she gonna do? 

(Make me say, oh) 

What she gonna do? 

Players better ask a 

Bitch, whatchu gonna do? 

I'll be the one to come runnin' 

(Be the one to come runnin') 

Oh, home to you, home to you 

You're givin' me love with a nigga like you 

It's no need to play around, oh, you're more than just big pimpin' 

You're blowin' my mind with the love that you're givin' 

That's what you'll hear me say, boy, every day 

It's obvious, we don't come from the same world 

But you still fell in love with the game, girl 

Now, you're dedicated since you elevated 

And you, you never hated, just celebrated 

You can't play with the game, you gotta go get it 

It's fire, stop, drop and then roll with it 

Let a baller finance your brand new car 

And if he can't do more, you better kick him out the door pimpin' 

Tell him how you like diamond rings 

So fine, that's why he wanna buy you things 

Now you spendin' and shoppin', like you playin' a sport 

'Cause you listened to the game that you got from Uncle Short 

I'm proud of you, what you grown to be 

Don't tell him nothin', you always belong to me 

You can travel the world and get your stack on 

Just don't be broke when you come back home 

(Make me say, oh) 

What she gonna do? 

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) 

What she gonna do? 

(Make me say, oh) 

What she gonna do? 

Players better ask a 

Bitch, whatchu gonna do? 

I'll be the one to come runnin' 

(Be the one to come runnin') 

Oh, home to you, home to you 

You're givin' me love with a nigga like you 

It's no need to play around, oh, you're more than just big pimpin' 

You're blowin' my mind with the love that you're givin' 

That's what you'll hear me say, boy, every day