Where You At, What You Doing

Lyrics
[Intro] Hey, oh, hey, hey [Verse 1] I don't even know how to feel when she be in my presence, huh Wake up and give her that— uh, huh, I ate the coochie for breakfast, huh Know she a dime, might take me a dime out the basement and strain on her necklace, huh She just be wantin' me to choke in public to make all the other hoes jealous, ayy I hit her like, 'Where you at, what you doin'," I'm just tryna see what you done been on She'll call you 'fore she get to the club, I'm the one get a call 'fore she get home Ayy, fly bitch, hit the scene with that shit on, pussy too wet, it don't need to be spit on Ayy, beat up the cat, it got hit on, huh, beat up the cat, it got hit on Ayy, that lil' bitch like me and I think I like it, I'm tryna see what you on like a psychic (Psychic) I pull them racks out and she get excited, cuff the ho up like I got her indicted (Indicted) I double back after tryna one night it, don't know how to talk, but my feelings, I write it Gave her that— uh, and she fight it, huh, she do some shit and they bite it (Bite it) [Chorus] Nigga, can't lie, 'cause you really that, mama I'll fuck you right now where we at, mama Ayy, I'll come pick you up in a Scat, mama Ayy, got a switch in his ho like a black mama Ayy, send the lo', I'll come where you at, mama You can come from the hood to a jet, mama Ayy, play your hand, I'll give you a check, mama But right now, I'ma need me some neck, mama [Verse 2] She see I'm too turnt (She see I'm too turnt), huh, want me to dive in her, huh (Want me to dive in her) I caught a vibe with her, huh, but I'm just a side nigga, huh (Just a side nigga) He ain't even got enough pape' for an AP, quit wastin' time with him (Quit wastin' time with him) Ayy, quit wastin' time with him (Quit wastin' time with him), huh, can't even shine with him (Can't even shine with him) [Chorus] I can't lie, 'cause you really that, mama I'll fuck you right now where we at, mama Ayy, I'll come pick you up in a Scat, mama Ayy, got a switch in his ho like a black mama Ayy, send the lo', I'll come where you at, mama (Where you at?) You can come from the hood to a jet, mama Ayy, play your hand, I'll give you a check, mama (Damn) But right now, I'ma need me some neck, mama (I just need me some head)
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Credits
- Writers
- Quin NFN
- E-Trax
- DannyGotThatJuice
- Milan Made It