Whatcha Wan Do DJ Quik & Kurupt (Ft. JasonMartin & Yo-Yo)

[Intro: Problem]
Let’s get it hot
Problem, Kurupt, Quik
Swag meter up, let’s fly

[Verse 1: DJ Quik]
Throw your hands in the air
And let me split your little middle part right up to the hairs
Me and your pussy was made for each other
Up above the covers in our sheepskin rubbers
I got two friends, girl, and they my nuts (just two)
And all my ex-girlfriends hate my guts (that’s you)
They out the pond but they still my ducks
And even though we don’t fuck, they still fucked up
Because they know I hit the pussy like an easy pitch
I take a church girl and make her a sleazy bitch
I put out my own records so I’m easy rich
And I’m reppin’ like I’m Ruthless so I’m Eazy Quik
Now let’s fuck one time for Mister Eric Wright
Let’s fuck two times for Mausberg (tight)
Let’s fuck three times, ‘cause three-pack rubbers cost $3.29
And I know you drink wine, so fine

[Chorus: Problem + (Female)]
What you really wanna do? (What you really wanna do?)
What you really wanna do? (What you really wanna do?)
What you really wanna do? (What you really wanna do?)
What you really wanna do? (What you really wanna do?)
Tryna drink, tryna smoke (Yeah)
And after that, tryna poke (Yeah)
I’m tryna drink, I’m tryna smoke (Yeah)
And after that, I’m tryna poke (What you really wanna do?)