What to Do (&Me Remix) - Guy Gerber & Dixon

You got me runnin' You got me hidin' You got me run, hide, hide, run Anyway you want and I'll roll A-yeah, yeah, yeah You got me doin' what you want me A-baby what you want me to do? You got me up You got me down You got me up, down, down, up Anyway you want and I'll roll A-yeah, yeah, yeah You got me doin' what you want me A-baby what you want me to do? You got me peepin' You got me hidin' You got me peep, hide, hide, peep Anyway you want and I'll go A-yeah, yeah, yeah You got me doin' what you want me A-baby what you want me to do? (yeah) (Instrumental) You got me up You got me down You got me up, down, down up Anyway you want and I'll go A-yeah, yeah, yeah You got me doin' what you want me A-baby what you want me to do? You got me peepin' You got me hidin' You got me peep, hide, hide, peep Anyway you want and I'll go A-yeah, yeah, yeah You got me doin' what you want me Baby what you want me to do?

Hmm hmmm eh I tell her ma'ilo ma'ilo ma'ilo oh We fight all day and make love all night We arrange the Place, and then we scatter it again See every time I look at you, I see a perfect picture of an angel The next minute the demon comes out and I start to wonder where is my baby, eh I hate what you do to me, cannot tell you to go, cannot tell you to stay I hate what you do to me, cannot tell you to go, cannot tell you to stay I hate what you do to me, cannot tell you to go, cannot tell you to stay I hate what you do to me, I hate what you do to me Oh na na na ah, oh na na na ah Oh na na na ah, oh na na na ah, eh Me and you we like a smoking gun 'Cause every time we argue, yes we are one I hate you, I love you, we have to choose one But every time you come around there is tension When you're not here I'm missing you When you not here there is peace in here Damn, I wanna share it with you Wonder why it has to be this way I hate what you do to me, cannot tell you to go, cannot tell you to stay I hate what you do to me, cannot tell you to go, cannot tell you to stay Oh na na na ah, oh na na na ah Oh na na na ah, oh na na na ah Tell me something I don't know 'Cause what you are in love I expect you to know it is not so See I be your your man, you be my girl na so But now I don't understand, now I don't understand Said, I hate what you do to me, cannot tell you to go, cannot tell you to stay I hate what you do to me, cannot tell you to go, cannot tell you to stay Oh na na na ah, oh na na na ah Oh na na na ah, oh na na na ah I hate what you do to me, cannot tell you to go, cannot tell you to stay I hate what you do to me, cannot tell you to go, cannot tell you to stay Oh na na na ah, oh na na na ah Oh na na na ah, oh na na na ah

Yeah, baby what you do to me Let's take a ride baby Let's take a ride baby Take a ride with me in my car, don't take it wrong I'm a star I want you baby go hard, let's take a ride off to Mars Couple hate you baby, I made it Everybody left you, I'll take you You backed out of relations, and we ain't got a relation baby What you do to me, what you do to me, baby What you do to me, what you do to me, baby What you do to me, what you do to me What you do to me, baby what you do to me Take a ride off in my car, don't take it wrong I'm a star I want you baby go hard, let's take off to Mars Baby what you do to me, what you do to me, baby What you do to me, what you do to me, baby Change your life, change your life Type of shit that I do Make you fall in love Type of shit that I do You got me screamin' to the top of my lungs You make me feel like I'm on top of the world Need a nigga like Durk yeah We could start a family, OTF yeah He be off lean, still work me out In that good pussy, good stroke yeah All you bitches mad I came thru And I locked it down, I hold it down, I got you baby That's right, whoa, whoa Real rider, coupe rider sider Yeah that's my baby, I don't need no other driver Don't need cash, I just bought Balenciaga's He a savage, I love everything about him like... I don't sip Henny, so it's me, lean, and you Like fuck on my niggas, you fuck with a savage So I'm gon' crazy, they fuck wit you Me, you, no others cool Dej Loaf, baby I want you Truth or dare so it's true Wanna blow that pussy like a flute I'm wanna lean on it Rap or sing on it Put a ring on it, no Beyonce We could be like Kim and Kanye Except you could be my fiancé Balenciaga's, you could have the Jordan's My show money, you can't afford it Real shit, ain't just recording Just made 200 off of tourin' These bitches basic, they boring Fake girls, I love those fibbers She takin' singles, I blew it And I can't wife these hoes, and she know it She wantin' relations and I'm all for it Baby what you do to me