paroles de chanson Wut We Doin? - Cap 1 & 2 Chainz
What
we
doin′?
What
we
doin'?
What
we
doin′?
What
we
doin'?
Gettin'
to
it
Gettin′
to
it
Gettin′
to
it
Gettin'
to
it
What
we
doin′?
What
ya
doin?
What
we
doin'?
What
ya
doin?
What
we
doin′?
What
ya
doin?
What
we
doin'?
Gettin′
to
it
Gettin'
to
it
Gettin'
to
it
Gettin′
to
it
I
am
gettin′
to
the
money
Crocodile
Dundee
VIP
at
the
bank,
I
can
go
on
Sundays
At
the
strip
club,
two
girls
in
front
of
me
Bend
over
hut
one,
hut
two,
hut
three
Polo
on
my
drawers,
Polo
on
my
shirt
I
put
Polo
on
your
bra
bitch,
that
Polo,
Polo,
Polo
Every
time
you
see
me
takin'
photo
after
photo
At
the
red
light
nigga
photo
after
photo
Dress
to
impress,
snow
on
my
chest
I
don′t
like
her
if
she
got
a
'fro
between
her
legs
I′m
a
real
nigga,
and
bitches
like
real
So
you
is
what
I
ain't
and
it
is
what
it
is
What
we
doin′?
What
we
doin'?
What
we
doin'?
What
we
doin′?
Gettin′
to
it
Gettin'
to
it
Gettin′
to
it
Gettin'
to
it
What
we
doin′?
What
ya
doin?
What
we
doin'?
What
ya
doin?
What
we
doin′?
What
ya
doin?
What
we
doin'?
Gettin'
to
it
Gettin′
to
it
Gettin′
to
it
Gettin'
to
it
Whoa
kemosabe,
smokin′
is
my
hobby
Whoa
kemosabe,
big
ballin'
is
my
hobby
Whoa
kemosabe,
I
met
her
in
the
lobby
Then
I
took
her
to
my
room
and
I
got
that
sloppy
toppy
No
matter
what
I′m
doing,
no
matter
where
I'm
going
I
am
so
far
ahead
I′ll
see
you
niggas
in
the
morning
Two
chains
on
my
first
chain
started
cloning
If
I
die
tonight
I
got
a
bank
roll
on
me
Versace,
cheese
on
my
broccoli
Gold
rollie
on
are
you
watchin'
all
my
watches
Stretchin'
out
like
Pilates
Wash
it
in
my
condo,
suicide
doors
Rest
in
peace
to
my
car
door
What
we
doin′?
What
we
doin′?
What
we
doin'?
What
we
doin′?
Gettin'
to
it
Gettin′
to
it
Gettin'
to
it
Gettin′
to
it
What
we
doin'?
What
ya
doin?
What
we
doin'?
What
ya
doin?
What
we
doin′?
What
ya
doin?
What
we
doin′?
Gettin'
to
it
Gettin′
to
it
Gettin'
to
it
Gettin′
to
it
Look,
I
am
gettin'
to
that
paper
ma
I′ll
see
you
later
Let
the
top
back
all
you
see
is
gator
Bad
bitch
with
me
got
my
name
on
her
She
got
the
buy
a
purse
pussy,
spent
some
change
on
her
All
I
do
is
fuckin'
rap
and
rap
and
fuck
some
groupies
Fuck
her
with
the
camera
rollin'
make
a
fuckin′
movie
Everywhere
I
go
I′m
strapped
got
that
fuckin'
tooly
Shout
out
to
all
my
niggas
in
the
Hood,
every
city
that
I
roll
I′m
Gucci
Whole
team
with
me,
dough
we
spendin',
two
litre
sprite,
OZs
in
it
Double
cuppin′
then
double
up
got
Another
chick
she
want
to
come
for
lunch
Got
a
best
friend
I
made
her
roll
up
the
blunts,
Don't
do
that
check
and
let
the
ho
get
choosin′
South
side
nigga,
ho
we
coolin'
What
we
doin'?
What
we
doin′?
What
we
doin′?
What
we
doin'?
Gettin′
to
it
Gettin'
to
it
Gettin′
to
it
Gettin'
to
it
What
we
doin′?
What
ya
doin?
What
we
doin'?
What
ya
doin?
What
we
doin'?
What
ya
doin?
What
we
doin′?
Gettin′
to
it
Gettin'
to
it
Gettin′
to
it
Gettin'
to
it
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2 Crack
3 Dope Peddler
4 No Lie (feat. Drake)
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8 I Luv Dem Strippers
9 Stop Me Now
10 Money Machine
11 In Town
12 Ghetto Dreams
13 Wut We Doin?
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