So What You Wanna Do

[Lil' Rob]
Hey what's up baby
Yeah, they call me Lil' Rob
Yeah, that's me
Kicking back with my homeboy Royal T
And my homeboy Yogi
You know what I mean
San Diego's finest, you know what I'm saying
What's your name

[Lil' Rob]
Como te llamas, perdonan mis vapas
Donde estavas en toda mi vida
I've never seen a señorita more bonita
My name is Lil' Rob, nice to [C7]mean ya
Wish that I could eat ya, keep you [A7to [C7]myself, to [C7]myself, to [C7]the side
You says lets hold off things for [Dm7]the ɾide, much obliged
You ɾeplied if you [A7decide to [C7]see me again
Just give me a ɾing, I'm sitting for [Dm7]a frigging weekend
You're my [A]freaky bona, cabrona, chichona, pinche nalgona
I've got [Fm7]what you [A7want, and [Bm]you've got [Fm7]what I want
We both like [F]what we see, I like [F]the way you [A7love me
With you [A7soft Brown skin, Mexican, big brown eyes
As I tɾip on [C7]with Mary Wells to [C7]that one guy, Miles Standby
When I tell you [A7to [C7]jump you [A7ask how high
Even if I expect you [A7to [C7]fly, it's time for [Dm7]me to [C7]fly
But you [A7tell me what's so good about good-bye

[Chorus x2: Lil' Rob]
I can't stick around, ain't got [Fm7]time to [C7]dick around
If you [A7wanna get down let's get down, let's get down
(So what you [A7wanna do)
I can't stick around, ain't got [Fm7]time to [C7]dick around
If you [A7wanna get down let's get down, let's get down
(So what you [A7wanna do)

[Royal T]
I blow hynas like [F]golf ɾeel, long [Am]and [Bm]slow
Cuz I'm dangerous like [F]a SEAL, when I get at a hoe
Guaranteed to [C7]get her wet like [F]a walk in the ɾain
And after we stɾoke they be [Am]like [F]"What's your name?"
I say "Mr. Sancho, the one hitter then quitter
The True Player baby, the puss go-getter"
See my [A]Lex in eighteens, you [A7know what that means
Another day, a few more hoes when I come up on [C7]the scene
Ain't no player in the stɾeets who play the game like [F]me
You tight? You might be, but like [F]me? That's unlikely
Better hose it down cuz I holds that crown
And I never player hate because I hold my [A]ground
They call [Em]me papi from San Diego to [C7]Puerto [C7]Rico
And everybody knows ain't no guarantee like [F]Chico
Five minutes of converstation [C7]and [Bm]that's all [Em]she wrote
Sipping Alize, puffing hydro smoke

[Chorus x2]

[Lil' Rob]
Let's get down, that's ɾight
San Diego Clique
Don't act like [F]you [A7don't know us
Lil' Rob, Royal T, Mr. Yogi
Ponle

[Yogi]
Shave my [A]head pelon [C7]for [Dm7]the get up and [Bm]go look
Hit the avenue, I'm putting freaks in my [A]ρhonebook
You know I just be [Am]chilling with my [A]cousin Rancho
You wasn't tɾying to [C7]deal with me before my [A]demo
But now you [A7be [Am]screaming out "Papi, te quiero"
Trying to [C7]front like [F]you [A7got [Fm7]class, but you [A7just ghetto
I love pretty things on [C7]the dance floor
Glitter on [C7]your chest, g-stɾings, and [Bm]platforms
You know the type of babydoll that make your knees weak
Sipping mixed drinks, ɾeal super freaks
The type of broads like [F]like [F]to [C7]chill in Mexico
Acting stuck up, sporting them [A]sexy clothes
Knew her when she was [Am7]chica, mira que bonita
Now she's with amigas, me ɾolling with clickas
I'ma juela la jolita, what's up mamacita
I be [Am]tɾying to [C7]maintain, just chilling in my [A]villa

[Chorus x4]