What Can We Do? (feat. Nate Dogg)

Yeah Uh It's the rap singer, the hook master Real life convict, son of a gambler Heart made of stone, and he move so cold 'Cause my girl up and gone, she'll be back in the morn' Go lil' mama, take your drama Seems like I can't live without it I ache and moan 'Cause my heart is broke 'Cause my love went wrong Yeah, another bag and she'll love me in the morn' While the bubble over stove As I was dreaming of a bag, I woke You were starting to snore, wake your ass up Layin' in a bed full of cash You slowly rolled over and whispered back to me That's just the way things have to be Hey What can we do? (Yeah, what can we do?) What can we do? (What can we do, baby?) What can we do? (Hey, what can we do?) What can we do? (Do) That's when the change comes That's when the game's done That's when the walls come tumbling down Ah, ah, ah, yeah They see me gettin' action Started, it ain't no fun Time to grow up and turn it around Ah, ah, ah, yeah Hey, what can we do? (Yeah, what can we do?) What can we do? (What can we do, baby?) What can we do? (Ooh, what can we do? Yeah) What can we do? (Yeah) To make it feel just like it used to feel If my cup was empty, you could fill it (Yeah, yeah) I feel you, yeah, yeah, I hear you To make it feel just like it used to feel If my cup was empty, you could fill it (Yeah) Yeah, yeah, yeah What can we do, what can we do, what can we do? (Yeah, what'cha sayin', Nate?) What can we do, what can we do, what can we do? (Yeah) What can we do, what can we do, what can we do? (Like that) What can we do, what can we do, what can we do? Damn, Nate, you sound good than a motherfucker, man I need a blowout in my voice, man Keep singing that shit Yeah, you can erase all that, man Hell naw, we already paid for this studio session, my nigga, hold on It sound good, bro, where you going? Living gone Ayy, Nate Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Nate Mmm, ah, ah yeah