What Is It Lyrics

Is it my cars, is it my clothes
That make these ho's want fuck fo' sho
Is it my style the way I roll
That makes these haters want hate some mo'

Is it that fifth that I drink, When
I'm in my whip with the fresh ass paint
That make these ho's
Want look at my face
An make these niggas
Wan be at my place
Or tell me is it my shoes,
That cost three hundred
That make me have to go to everywhere but church with a gun,
Gone make a nigga hate my mommas son
Maybe it's my style, this the way I come
Or maybe it's these ho's
That I've done be's
Maybe is yo sista or yo niece
Or how I rock my bauds with no crease
Or how I'm just so throwed and off the leash or
Tell me is it these shoes on my feet,
An how they matchin my fit so perfectly
That make a hata wanna
Go about they way on me
And Nigga I don't even why u want to hate on me

[x2:]
Is it my cars is it my clothes
That make these ho's want fuck fo' sho
Is It my style the way I roll
That makes these haters want hate some mo'

Is it my bitch? If it is which one
My lil bitch up in the city
Or the one in the country
O how a nigga so hot numba one
In the country, ever since I did it big
Big money big stuntin'
Or is it my nigga big bam Bun B,
Ya'll don't like hearing me
With the UG Kings or
Tell me is it my looks,
That make you ho's scream
And how every mouth all witten want suck on me,
Or tell me is it that screen
As you see inside,
When I be high rollin by
Let me cop one ride
Or tell me is it my style how I'm just so fly
Now a nigga so wild plus I'm on right now
Tell me is it my hood,
How that bitch roll
3, 65/24 with them quarters and ho's
Or how I holla at my people
Befo they get you some mo'
Handalin' Bentleys with the
People to avoid them folks

[x2:]
Is it my cars is it my clothes
That make these ho's want fuck fo' sho
Is It my style the way I roll
That makes these haters want hate some mo'

Is it my cake, or my bundles of crack
Or how I made this hit quick
Mannie Fresh on the track
Or is it the platinum plaque
I'm about to snatch
Cause you know I signed a deal
And it my turn to act
Go put them big 24's
And that brand new Lac and all
Ya'll dogg ass hoes took the beat in the back
All my fire ass flows niggas want my rap what
It is I don't know that make them act like that
Probably cause these lil cats don't you know I'm a
Dogg and the closet at the house startin to look like
The mall what it is got'em trippin off my expensive
Cologne it's x-o water purple dro I blow by the zone
Or is cause my nigga head ain't got too long and he
Know when he get home it's gone really be on or is it
The quarter cell him and I on the phone what's wrong
Why this vibe that I'm feeling so strong

[x2:]
Is it my cars is it my clothes
That make these ho's want fuck fo' sho
Is It my style the way I roll
That makes these haters want hate some mo'

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