What It Is

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Haha, hey Y'all know what it is, my nigga [Chorus] Hey, hey, hey And what it is? And what it is? And what it is? And what it is? And what it is? And what it is? And what it is? And what it is? Ridin' good, blowin' money, hangin' out them cars Everybody back to back and we lookin' like stars And what it is? What it is? What it is? What it is? And what it is? And what it is? And what it is? And what it is? Everybody in a line, you can see 'em comin' down Ridin' on them twenty-four's with a car full of hoes [Verse 1] And don't it look so good when he ridin' in the Charger? Say you already know, the color Mr. [?] Everybody waitin' on me to talk to the city Shawty cooler than a fan, you gotta fuck with me I see you lookin', dude, shawty gettin' money I congratulate you, I ain't hatin', homie Shit, get to it, shawty, do your thing There they go, I see them niggas switchin' lanes [?] in the middle Got a car full of hoes and they hangin' out the window And my top let back and my [?] down low Let the panoramic back and my [?] to the floor [Chorus] Hey, hey, hey And what it is? And what it is? And what it is? And what it is? And what it is? And what it is? And what it is? And what it is? Ridin' good, blowin' money, hangin' out them cars Everybody back to back and we lookin' like stars And what it is? What it is? What it is? What it is? And what it is? And what it is? And what it is? And what it is? Everybody in a line, you can see 'em comin' down [Verse 2] Peanut butter Chevy, fudge brown Twenty-sixes on it, that bitch sittin' [?] Four-five tucked, the barrel by my nuts Stuff comin' down, we finna get it crunk Boss Skittled up, my neck piece sick CTE the clique, this real boss shit Ghetto superstars, we bring them whips out I'll come for they set, we gon' [?] them clips out Young player nigga, got game for a bitch Addicted to this life, I won't trade it in for shit Wake up in the morning [?] city lookin' pretty Keep a tone on me 'case them busters try to hit me [Chorus] Hey, hey, hey And what it is? And what it is? And what it is? And what it is? And what it is? And what it is? And what it is? And what it is? Ridin' good, blowin' money, hangin' out them cars Everybody back to back and we lookin' like stars And what it is? What it is? What it is? What it is? And what it is? And what it is? And what it is? And what it is? Everybody in a line, you can see 'em comin' down Ridin' on them twenty-four's with a car full of hoes [Verse 3] Whole team violent, [?] gang drillin' 'em Jeezy in the Lambo', Sprite green, killin' 'em [?] in the white boy, Slick ridin' Darth Vader Everybody shinin', you can tell them boys gettin' paper Life for the rich and famous, still keep it hood though Still ridin' old schools, all got lamb doors Man, it feel good, more broads than a fashion show VIP status, you ain't on my level, ho Picture my stunts, switchin' lanes with my homies Ridin' dirty on they ass, one-eighty on the dash This the life, homeboy, give 'em somethin' to talk about See us in the streets with them cars, yeah, we showin' out [Chorus] Hey, hey, hey And what it is? And what it is? And what it is? And what it is? And what it is? And what it is? And what it is? And what it is? Ridin' good, blowin' money, hangin' out them cars Everybody back to back and we lookin' like stars And what it is? What it is? What it is? What it is? And what it is? And what it is? And what it is? And what it is? Everybody in a line, you can see 'em comin' down Ridin' on them twenty-four's with a car full of hoes