[Intro: DJ Paul]
Ah yeah, these hoes always talkin' 'bout all the shit they got Fendi, DKNY
They don't tell you what they do to get it!
Bitch!
[Chorus: Juicy J & DJ Paul]
What 'cha do? What 'cha do? (What 'cha do?)
(Where they at?) What 'cha do? What 'cha do?
What 'cha do? What 'cha do?
(Where they at?) What 'cha do? What 'cha do?
What 'cha do? What 'cha do? (Suck a nigga dick or some)
(Where they at?) What 'cha do? What 'cha do?
What 'cha do? What 'cha do? (Suck a nigga dick or some)
(Where they at?) What 'cha do? What 'cha do?
[Verse 1: Lord Infamous]
Bitch, don't play dumb, stick out your tongue, let me take a plunge
For plenty, you don't have to suck your thumb, I got yum-yum
At night, you have nice dreams 'bout spices and ice cream
You look kind of feisty, your lips they entice me
Don't fight it, don't try to front like you don't like it, I can tell you get excited
I'ma spank it, put your head under the blanket, it's the tightest
I'm Mafia, some playas took the Triple 6 to the tre'
And tonight, Lord Infamous on the entree
[Verse 2: Gangsta Boo]
You niggas be killin' me, say you'll never do it, but you used to it
Every time I turn around, your tongue is in the booty
Is it hard to pick 'em out? Hell naw, I'm on the top of that
All real hoes know a nigga that licked on the cat
That's a fact, niggas be one of the main ones doin' it
I'ma eat a little punk ass nigga, fuck screwin' it
Little Peter Piper, supposed to be playa's, but you pussy eaters
Got you rock hard, after my nut, you's a dick beater
[Chorus: Juicy J & DJ Paul]
What 'cha do? What 'cha do? (Suck a nigga dick or some)
(Where they at?) What 'cha do? What 'cha do?
What 'cha do? What 'cha do? (Suck a nigga dick or some)
(Where they at?) What 'cha do? What 'cha do?
What 'cha do? What 'cha do? (Suck a nigga dick or some)
(Where they at?) What 'cha do? What 'cha do?
What 'cha do? What 'cha do? (Suck a nigga dick or some)
(Where they at?) What 'cha do? What 'cha do?
[Verse 3: Juicy J]
Slob on my knob like corn on the cob
Check in with me and do your job
Lay on the bed and give me head
Don't have to ask, don't have to beg
Juicy is my name, sex is my game
Let's call the boys, let's run a train
First, find a mate; second, find a place
Third, find a bag to hide the ho face
[Verse 4: DJ Paul]
Uh! Uh! It's 'bout 2:09
I'm ridin' Viper tryin' to find somethin' freaky 'cause I think it's about that time
Me and my dogs done snort about two balls
Now I need a big mouth for a dick and two balls
It's Paul, asking would ya, take face, really?
One hundred sixty-five pounds, skinny nigga, beer belly
I'm 'bout to take her to get it tight from all of y'all
No paper chasin', I'm in the ocean tryin' to capture Jaws
[Verse 5: Crunchy Black]
These bitches got me goin', the feelin' of a warm mouth
Mane, I tell you bout' these hoes chewin' in the South
It's on, once I get it, I'm gone
I bone a ho deep and long, but that's another song
We on the subject of these hoes, that be suckin' dick
Don't frown, hoe, you the main one doin' it
Crunchy Black up in this bitch, I tell the truth, dawg
All these hoes goin', don't let 'em fool, y'all!
[Interlude: DJ Spanish Fly]
Yo, this is DJ Spanish Fly
Live at the Shake Junt
And they shakin' it to Watcha Do, Watcha Do
Three 6 Mafia, on word
[Verse 6: Koopsta Knicca]
See, I be swingin' at a bitch like a nigga tryin' to hit a piñata
Ten niggas dick up in your motherfuckin' stomach
Came across a dick, they got you grippin' up on your head
Buckin' on, shot spread
Then, she pussy farted, man, plaster fallin' up off the walls
While I'm fuckin' her like a dog, she's constantly lickin' on my balls
All up on my dick and on my nuts and just the back-to-back
Rat-tat-tat-tat, hatchet, watch how quickly people bitch react, bitch react, bitch react