Mr. 17stones - What Ya Got (feat. Wayne Deezle) Lyrics

This is how we do it when the spot is rockin
We smokin and we drankin, ain't nobody stoppin
Instead of sittin and watchin, goin and get it poppin
Go head and shoot yo shot cause ain't nobody blocking
Show me what ya got, what ya got bitch
Show me what ya got, what ya got bitch
Show me what ya got, what ya got bitch
Show me what ya got, what ya got bitch
If she want me to make her hot, I'm goin be there on the spot
I ain't got no time to waste, so put that meter on the clock
I, be there with a liter full of Remy off the top
When it's time to get her done, I turn the heat up on the pot
I, know exactly what ya like, this right here goin get ya right
Especially if it's kinda tight, if you relax you'll be aight
Surrounded by a lotta hype, guess my stick is dynamite
Puttin in work, my sweat just pouring like I'm riding a peddle bike
You look like a star, come be on my team
You killin it baby, you murder the scene
Could you be the one that I see in my dreams
Cause you look like you taste like cookies and cream
I swear to God
If everything you got natural, and girl you jazzy and classic
Let's go pass the models and pop some bottles, and walk the strip like a fashion show
I like my dough to come fast not slow, you can hit my blunt but then pass it yo
And tell that nigga if it ain't no ring on it, bitch he can pass it tho
I'm turning the throttle up, as soon as I hit imma follow up
My nigga, you know I'm goin f*ck wit my people
Thats all we goin do is keep raising those bottles up
So you know the motto bruh, as soon as you pour it you swallow up
So, go tell that waitress to bring us some bottles
Remember to bring us a lot of cups
Cause umm
This is how we do it when the spot is rockin
We smokin and we drankin, ain't nobody stoppin
Instead of sittin and watchin, goin and get it poppin
Go head and shoot yo shot cause ain't nobody blocking
Show me what ya got, what ya got bitch
Show me what ya got, what ya got bitch
Show me what ya got, what ya got bitch
Show me what ya got, what ya got bitch
I met her up at Secrets
Shawty told me $5000 you can keep it
Spider senses
Bitch you must be tweaking
Swimming with the sharks, don't get caught up in the deep end
You must be from Cleveland
Home of gorillas, and them niggas on that boss shit
You doin too much baby, better get to flossin
In between the cracks, where the dollars get to fallin
Jason that pussy, put it in a coffin
Gotta be poppin, she's gotta have options, she's telling me
I gotta keep rockin, she's gotta be watchin and listening
Jockin and plottin, watchin my rocks, a new set of fiends
Pounce and I'll drop ya, no time for my patnas, team 17
But we ain't here for that, kinda had a long day I'm tryna chill relax
Wit beers and yac, clear and Jack, secure the pack
It really don't matter, stacks, cheers to that
I'm so back to black, no Amy
Talking bout my clothes, not ladies
Only f*ck with pink toes, baby
Cause they never come short when they pay me
Hit her with the, can you do it on the flo bitch
Can ya, do it for the dough, bitch
Can you, on the flo bitch
Can you, do it for the dough bitch
Ayyyeee
This is how we do it when the spot is rockin
We smokin and we drankin, ain't nobody stoppin
Instead of sittin and watchin, goin and get it poppin
Go head and shoot yo shot cause ain't nobody blocking
Show me what ya got, what ya got bitch
Show me what ya got, what ya got bitch
Show me what ya got, what ya got bitch
Show me what ya got, what ya got bitch