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