What Chu Here For |
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What Chu Here For Lyrics |
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 (featuring Detroit Diamond, Omar Epps & Rio) [Chorus: Detroit Diamond] If you ain`t got no dough Then what you here for? If you ain`t got no hos Then what you here for? If you ain`t got no smoke Then what you here for? If you ain`t sittin on chrome Keep it rollin, keep it movin [Sticky Fingaz] I`m here to get them sevens on twentys, more guns than cash Blunts than hash, be glad I ain`t down to my last I turn to a different person, face under the mask Or either out on the grind or I`m up in some ass Gettin them hos, fuck that, I`m gettin that dough And stackin it up, a nigga front, I`m slappin him up Backin him up, beef ain`t no patchin it up I`m clappin you up, while morticians wrappin you up I`m laughin it up wit hos that be happy to fuck Packed in my truck, passin up a half of a dutch I`m slappin they butts, can`t wait to get them back to the hut I`m here for Other People Money nigga, that`s what`s up [Chorus] [Omar Epps] O.E., Big High Scene, whatever you like Old deal, slash by and competitive type I`m better than Mike, the Jordans is up in the shelf Next to a few rings and a couple of belts Got a black widow chick, she be lovin me well You could hate me, shit, cause I`m lovin myself A glutton for wealth, these young niggaz fuckin they health All excited over pussy, like it`s somethin to sell Yall dudes is geeks, yall really don`t influence the streets The streets influence the slang that you fluently speak Confusin to me, tryna be somethin your not When them slugs pop you the one duckin them shots I go hard like them youngins that be huggin the block I go hard like Humphrey wit a glove and a glock I`m somethin ya not, quite frankly you could love it or not Certified number one nigga up in your spot [Chorus] [Rio] A`yo remember Candy? White too dope camry Big booty wit the small panties Used to smuggle yay` for the homie Randy Got the plushed out crib off the water in Miami She almost had me, I was gone off the fatty In love wit the way she called me daddy Had she, known about the city where I`m from And I ain`t goin home til my bankrole`s done Motherfucker`s think pimpins for fun I ain`t done til my greenery`s weighin a ton And we could smoke big weed, just lay in the sun Hellafied when we ride, weed makin me buzz Let`s hit the room right after the club That`s what I`m here for [Chorus] |
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