Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Sound


Interface


Difficulty level


Accent



interface language

en

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Cookie policy   |   Support   |   FAQ
1
register / login
Lyrkit

donate

5$

Lyrkit

donate

10$

Lyrkit

donate

20$

Lyrkit

And/Or support me in social. networks:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Ray J

Where You At

 

Where You At

(album: All I Feel - 2008)


Where you at? (I got it)
Where you at? (I got it)
Where you at? (I got it)
All my nigga's making money
Where you at? (where you at?)
Where you at? (where you at?)
Where you at? (where you at?)
All my bitches making money
Where you at?
My cherry red shirt and my Anaheim fitted (in my)
My cherry red shirt and my Anaheim fitted (in my)
My cherry red shirt and my Anaheim fitted
Nigga throwing up the beat, baby came to get with it

Soon as I got a meal, I got a zone
Got a couple cribs, all brand new homes
Smoking and popping pills, it's how we going
My cherry red shirt in the club getting loaded
Bitch I'm a baller, but I ain't hoping
I'm up the courts in a view so moving
And we can confirm that (with the whole west coast)
'Cause my nigga DJ Quik brought this beat funk music

Where you at? (I got it)
Where you at? (I got it)
Where you at? (I got it)
All my nigga's making money
Where you at? (where you at?)
Where you at? (where you at?)
Where you at? (where you at?)
All my bitches making money
Where you at?
My cherry red shirt and my Anaheim fitted (in my)
My cherry red shirt and my Anaheim fitted (in my)
My cherry red shirt and my Anaheim fitted
Nigga throwing up the beat, baby came to get with it

I'm in cherry red Chucks, Anaheim fitted
Brim low, drive by, tell 'em Anaheim did it
Game the banger, part time slinger
Half time hustler put soap on a hanger
Let it damp out, khaki suit flaming like a camp out
Game on the track I'll blow the fucking amps out
Game bang while I drive, pull this six tramp out
X-Games in the hood bring the fucking ramps out (where you at?)
Gameboys on the block, 'til they see the Vans out
Three dollar X pills, call that shit a handout
She know that sex sells so she got her ass out
But we ain't buying nothing but Patron, bitch pass out (where you at?)
Where I'm at in the hood on D's
5 years after I was in the hood on Keys
Rocking that 80's hat, like where the haze at
Red rag in my right pocket and I stay strapped

Where you at? (I got it)
Where you at? (I got it)
Where you at? (I got it)
All my nigga's making money
Where you at? (where you at?)
Where you at? (where you at?)
Where you at? (where you at?)
All my bitches making money
Where you at?
My cherry red shirt and my Anaheim fitted (in my)
My cherry red shirt and my Anaheim fitted (in my)
My cherry red shirt and my Anaheim fitted
Nigga throwing up the beat, baby came to get with it

Where you at? (I got it)
Where you at? (I got it)
Where you at? (I got it)
All my nigga's making money
Where you at? (where you at?)
Where you at? (where you at?)
Where you at? (where you at?)
All my bitches making money
Where you at?
My cherry red shirt and my Anaheim fitted (in my)
My cherry red shirt and my Anaheim fitted (in my)
My cherry red shirt and my Anaheim fitted
Nigga throwing up the beat, baby came to get with it

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?