Whatchanogood Lyrics

Whatchanogood

[Dick Hurse]
Ey, won't ya'll cut it off for me out there.
(Ten, nine,
eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two)
And one.
How ya'll
doing?
Welcome to Joe's Cozy Corner.
Home of The Silent Devils And The
Young Fellas.
It's your host Dick Hurse.
Tonight we got Mama Mia and
Craig B and the Funk Nasty Band.
Asking ya'll
whatchanogood?
Whatchanogood?
Boy get your hand out of that girls skirt,
I see it.

[Mia X]
C'mon, I was going down, baby let me know real
quick
Now who you wanna fuck, who you wanna like with, huh
The niggas
over yapping, them bitches out there betting or their dough
High then them
bitches going to give me it back
Ass going all nonsense, common sense
bitch
Mama striaght from the streets but I chose to retreat
Wha, and
elivate my mind, right rhyming, spit game
Let the cocaine rise cause I don't
need 'em migrains
Shake names, straight niggas or the sticky
situations
New crowds, I play dumb but still I spray 'em
Mysterious Mia
X, infamous dangerous
No Limit gorillas bust, foolish that ain't us
My
ways, they stay the same
Either I love you or hate you, I diss you or date
you
I make you or break you, play you when you play me, an eye for an
eye
Treat muthafuckers the same way that I wanna be treated
I'm open, eat
it up, lick it
But the condom on and hit it when I'm hot

When I'm not
get the fuck from around me yo
Cause do it on my main concern is
dough.
Tell 'em clowns yo.
Get the fuck from around me yo.
Cause do it
on my main concern is dough.
Whatchanogood.
Give me the hook
ya'll.

True niggas and my true bitches
I ain't never gonna tolerate
the foolishness
Now wave it air, ha, whatchanogood
For all my soldiers
trying to shine in the hood
C'mon ya'll
True niggas and my true
bitches
I ain't never gonna tolerate the foolishness
Now wave it air, ha,
whatchanogood
For all my soldiers trying to shine in the hood
C'mon
ya'll

My independant biches grabbin' glasses, get 'em up I say
I'm
coming through with the hen and the alazay
Baller broad, no doubt, pissing
straight, with style
Before I'm thirty I'm a buy my third house
Take it
out cause, yours is yours, and mine is mine nigga
In other words I don't
need no nigga
Figures is high six, and gangin' like my lynch
Degreeded
compliant licks with haters gon' die quick
The figures with fly bitch is me
at the dinesh

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Your hieness,
queen of the South, droppin' bomb shit
You dime bitches don't wanna go
there
You knuckle heads ain't a fueded hair on my black panther
I step
tagged, got it ready for you totes
Represent the true bitches gettin' theirs
and mo
Show a nigga it's good for conversation it would
Now throw a nut,
take the leash off and what
That's how you do it ya'll
Times is hard and
life's a bitch so we can't entertain the foolishness
Be bout your
work

Floss the jewels, push the six, sip the cris, but buy the house
first
Whatchanogood
Floss the jewels, push the six, sip the cris, but buy
the house first
Whatchanogood

C'mon now, whatchanogood,
whatchanogood

True niggas and my true bitches
I ain't never gonna
tolerate the foolishness
Now wave it air, ha, whatchanogood
For all my
soldiers trying to shine in the hood
C'mon ya'll
True niggas and my true
bitches
I ain't never gonna tolerate the foolishness
Now wave it air, ha,
whatchanogood
For all my soldiers trying to shine in the hood
C'mon
ya'll

Shimmy, shimmy, shimmy, shimmy
Gimme, gimme
Shimmy, shimmy,
shimmy, shimmy
Gimme
Playing the muthafuckers came to get party
crunk
Momma Mia and the go go funk
C'mon ya'll
Shimmy, shimmy, shimmy,
shimmy
Gimme, gimme
Shimmy, shimmy, shimmy, shimmy
Gimme
Playing
the muthafuckers came to get party crunk
Momma Mia and the go go
funk

I say
Sometimes I feel like I don't give a fuck
And times I
tear shit up
But all the time I keep money on my mind baby gotta get the
creme
Ya'll know what I mean
Sing it with me
Sometimes I feel like I
don't give a fuck
And times I tear shit up
But all the time I keep money
on my mind baby gotta get the creme
Ya'll know what I mean

I say, get
up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get up
T'werk
your body now
Bend over, make it touch the ground
I say, get up, get up,
get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get up
T'werk your body
now
Bend over, make it touch the ground

I say whatchanogood
ya'll
(Whatchanogood ya'll)
I say whatchanogood
(Whatchanogood)
I
say whatchanogood
I say whatchanogood ya'll
(Whatchanogood ya'll)
I
say whatchanogood
(Whatchanogood)
I say whatchanogood
ya'll
(Whatchanogood ya'll)
I say whatchanogood
(Whatchanogood)