Xzibit - U Know What's Up Lyrics
[xzibit]X to the z, huh, c'monI ain't the type that catches the most of your feelingsPlus your sexual healing is very appealing, i'm ready and willingTime to expose the handcuffs and lock you upYou will find every desire when the x man touchShe said she like them rough and i was right up her alleyDrop the top, hit the switch, bounce the trialGot it together, kind of women i keep 'em foreverHere's a trip, how your skin tone is matching my leatherYeah, your friends player hate and said you can do betterYou in love with a thug, saying you down with whateverYou know what's up with the long braids and hennesey breathI love ya to death, relaxing with your head on my chestIt's like[donell jones] (xzibit)Ooh say what, say what, say what(yeah, say what, say what, say what)Ooh girl you know what's up(yeah, girl you know what's up)Ooh say what, say what, say what(it's like, say what, say what, say what, bring it, yeah)Ooh girl you know what's up(girl, you know what's up, c'mon)[donell jones]Hit the block with the system bumpin'All the fly ladies start jockin'Got the rims on the benzo glossin'While stopped on the road, we flossin'That's the way that we flowSmoked up with the tint down lowCuz you and your girls wanna goPimp-house suite with me and some mo'[?]So, what's it gon' be? you gon' roll wit' me?C'mon, take a lil' trip down and blow wit' meI got a few chips, you could blow wit' meOh, and i got a girl, shh, keep that on the low for meYo, shorty, if you drive, i let you push the fiveWe could take a ride, shit, it's nice outsideI figure we could cruise, kick it and hit the spotCall donell cuz he got mad pull at the mariot, yeah[donell jones]Ooh say what, say what, say whatOoh girl you know what's upOoh say what, say what, say whatOoh girl you know what's upI'm checkin' out you and your ladiesTwenty-ones on the drop top mercedesYou down the block lookin' fadedNiggas be all talk but they just hate playin'I'm feelin' you cuz you look lovelyWatchin' your body in the back, from the bubblyCheckin' down your neck real slowIf you don't wanna tell, keep it on the low[pharoahe monch]It was all too prevalentThe evidence was that she can't ***** youMiss you like she miss the rain, booBlack gange, you represent me like the girls with bangoosSexually and mangling me from every angle, strangle me, hot shitBeat you the way dick tangleOh, and when we, we let me untangle at the stranglerBack off tour, rest assureThen we can get it on like dogs on all foursOn the floor, say what?[donell jones] (pharoah monch) {cuban link}Ooh say what, say what, say what(pharoah monch in the house, you get out)Ooh girl you know what's up(ladies, rub on your titties) {cuban link, what}Ooh say what, say what, say what(pharoah monch in the house, you get out) {joey crack, terror squad, baby}Ooh girl you know what's up(ladies, rub on your titties)[fat joe]Yo, who that cat that rap the bronx crazy?Fat mother*****er but still the broads chase meThat never taste the pastry (naw, my man lace me)But ask yourself what has he really done lately?See, i'm the type that take ya to new heightsFirst-class flight to the trinidad fightsYa ice be bling-blinging in all the pretty bright lightsFront row, right besides where she see the fight[cuban link]Yo, you know what's up, i'm from the rugged to so pretty to ***** itLove it when honeys rub my stomach and play with my little puppetAin't no kissing or hugging in public, *****es be buggin'I got it covered in shows, i give my hoes some jim juggetI be clubbin' up in jimmy's cafe, just havin' funIf i ain't rubbin', i'm up in the vip bookin' somethingWith a gun in my waist just in case niggas be frontin'I'm just playin' it safe, these days i trust nuttin'That's what's up[donell jones]I got 'em all in head boys rockin'Second round and it no stoppin'Got it up with the cristal poppin'Up and down with your body hoppin' babyGirl you know you got me buggin'Third round, it's about to get uglyShe's puttin' on a showTalkin' no more, she's doin' a video[?]She said, "whoa, say what, say what"Shush up then touch her from gut to buttKeep it hush, keep it, ?lick it up from trust?She loves this thrust, say what, say whatWanna kiss her, flip her, lick herWith her shit's thicker, steppin' off my slippersUnzippin' my zippers quickerPenny-rate or the ripperSplit up, skinny-dippin'Punanny, nanny, dun-daddahSo what, you thicka nigga[donell jones] (cuban link)Ooh say what, say what, say what(uh, baby, dime lo que quiere)Ooh girl you know what's up(yeah, dime que tu necesita)Ooh say what, say what, say what(are you ready to get sweaty?)Ooh girl you know what's up(yeah, cuz the rythm's gon' freak ya)Ooh say what, say what, say what(uh, baby, dime lo que quiere)Ooh girl you know what's up(yeah, dime que tu necesita)Ooh say what, say what, say what(are you ready to get sweaty?)Ooh girl you know what's up(yeah, cuz the rythm's gon' freak ya)Ooh say what, say what, say what(terror squad, baby)Ooh girl you know what's upOoh say what, say what, say what
