What She Gonna Do?

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
 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?
 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