What What Lyrics

(feat. Flavor Flav)

When flav starts to get busy
Grabbin the mic and they say who is he
Cock deezal breakdown like bill bixbie
When i think, yo i think in 360
Gimme the mic an išma solve all mystery
I dare any punk to try to step up and diss me
Cuz when he do, thatšs when he kiss dee
Titles go by and my style is fly
One more time i came here to rhyme
Gimme the mic and išma go for mine
So emceešs all a yall shut up
When flavoršs in the house we say

What what

Let flavor blow it up
And if your ready to rock this party tonight
Somebody say what what

Now when i do my flavor dance
All the ladies go crazy in a trance
Nonstop booy from the clock on my watch
I can bring it from the bottom and take it to the top
Let me rock, come on let me get wit it
When i tell you what to get, donšt get offended
Gimme the mic and išma bend it
Transmissions from the sky yo išll send it
Times on my hands yo sometimes i lend it
Though išm spendin it for a fact
Išll make you say what what
Cause flavešs back

What what

Let flavor blow it up
And if your ready to rock this party tonight
Somebody say what what

Now everybody listen to flav
If you donšt listen to me you will end up in your grave
Most of these peoplešs rhymes is whack
But i got a bunch of rhymes in my napsack
Walk on my back with the black hat
Got the rhymes to come on the attack
Canšt you tell that išm really good lookin
They know me from miami, california
Back to brooklyn
Even in spain they knew flavoršs name
In japan they know išm nice in the game
We maintain yo brothers feel the vibe
We did the first album and it came out fly
And donšt ask why you wonšt understand
Styles we got millions of fans
So come on get down like this whatšs up
When flavor grab the mic
I will rip your butt

What what

Let flavor blow it up
And if your ready to rock this party tonight
Somebody say what what