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bw – where ya at (rmx) lyrics

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[intro]
don’t ask me why i’m doing everybody’s remix, it’s cause i want to. you ugly. i’m on my tunechi shit, haaaa

[verse 1]
where ya -ss was at when i was rapping in my closet. f-cked her on the weekend, did that shit often. where ya -ss was at, i couldn’t even get a hunnid. now i do a show, coming home by the hunnid

[verse 2]
tricky with the wrist kid, shit, aw man. rush hour money, chris tucker for the win. where ya -ss was at? i was promoting my demo. buying fake j’s, getting grilled by the metro. bit too fine to be sleeping on the mattress. ever since i made it, i been dealing with the madness

[verse 3]
where ya -ss was at when i was wylin’ in the streets. young homies, on top of the game without the cheats. where ya -ss was at when we was sleeping on the floor. he was smoking mid, upgraded to the drawer. back in ’09, i was steady b-mpin’ olds. ex b-tch want me, had to tell her let it go, aye

where ya -ss was at when we was all in the benz. rip y’all, you ain’t make it to the end. rip granddaddy, do you see me, i’m doing well. lost a real hitta, all the fake ones left, aye

[verse 4]
where ya -ss was at when i was d-cking down ya daughter. took her to the base and f-cked her once but never called her. where ya -ss was at when i was b-mpin’ eazy e. east side, west side. but pg is where i be, aye

[verse 5]
where ya -ss was at when we didn’t have the funds. now my g’s smoking big blunts, f-cking up his lungs. where ya -ss was at when it was just the dollar menu. now my bank account healthy, hold up, let the bar continue

[verse 6]
where ya -ss was at when they shotted us a deal. now you see the reason why the heater on my hip. where ya -ss was at when lil shawty too that money. almost f-cked up my career, had to kick her out politely

[verse 7]
where ya -ss was at when we was campaigning strong. north side, nearly thought she tried to put a homie on, aye. where ya -ss was at, ain’t have a dollar to my name. still bet i’ll catch em flexin’ at the f-cking red train

[verse 8]
where were you? when i was screaming “can’t get me.” running round the city, pulling b-tches by the 3. staying out with models, posted up, on me ig. and he still my brother, we gone get, you gone see. i’ma get it, that’s forever, i’m forever working mines

[verse 9]
where ya -ss was at when i was making up the roster? knocked a hater out, i hit em up with that batista. where ya -ss was at when they was sleeping on me heavy? homie i been planning for a while now i’m ready

[verse 10]
can’t n-body out here block my shine. 64 a walk thru, bit don’t panic. hit a bit wit the escoe i’ma do damage. searching for the cheese, finna take the whole sandwich. wild -ss homie, that a b-tch can’t manage. hoe, i’m the man, do it bigger than a planet. i be singing, i be rapping, use it all to my advantage, b-tch

[outro]
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