Field Mob – So What ft. Ciara

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Actually this amazing music is popped out of an album which is titled “Light Poles and Pine Trees” And it was released in the year 2006.

 

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They say he do a little this

He do a little that

He always in trouble, and I heard

He ain’t nothing but a pimp

He’s done alot of chicks

He’s always in the club

And they say he think he’s slick

He got alot of chips

He’s so messed up, I heard

He’s been locked up

Find somebody else

He ain’t nothing but a thug

So what

So what

So what

So what

And they say she’s a slut, she’s a ho, she’s a freak

SHE HAS a different girl every day of the week

You too smart You’d be a dummy to believe

That stuff that you heard

That they say about me

They say that im this

They said that im that

But some of it’s fiction some of it’s fact

AND you HATE hearing that about your love

You let it go in one ear and out the other

That he say, she say, they say, I heard

They be fake, we can’t let it get on our nerves

She miserable, she just want you to be

Like her miserey needs company

So don’t listen to that vine of grapes Theyre nothing but liars hating i bet

They wouldn’t mind trading places

With you by my side in my Mercedes

They say he do a little this

He do a little that

He always in trouble, and I heard

He ain’t nothing but a pimp

He done alot of chicks

He’s always in the club

And they say he think he’s slick

He got alot of chips

He’s sellin drugs, I heard

He’s been locked up

Find somebody else

He ain’t nothing but a thug

So what

So what

So what

So what

Mo’ money Mo’ problems

Life of a legend

Haters throw salt like rice at a wedding

So what, that’s your cousin

That don’t mean nothing

Her like missing in a tight of affection

You get, you just blind to the facts

See the lies, just obvious she cries for attention

You to the fine just supply your suspicions

But listen, you love me

Gotta TRY TO trust me

Why you stress I’m a high school mess

Break up never, they just jealous

Drama LIKE YOUR mama, mean mug from THE brothers

I’m the author of the book nigga judge by the cover, yes

I-I been to jail, yes

I-I’m grinding for real and

I’m negative, they talking RELATIVE pimp

They hate to see you doing better then them, so

They say he do a little this

He do a little that

He always in trouble, and I heard

He ain’t nothing but a pimp

He done alot of chicks

He’s always in the club

And they say:

He think he’s slick (he does)

He got alot of chips (spicy thai)

He’s cell-in drugs, I heard

He’s still locked up?

Find somebody else

He ain’t nothing but a thug

So what

So what

So what

So what

Some people don’t like it

‘Cause you hang out in the streets

But your my boyfriend

You’ve never been here for me

This love is serious

No matter what people think

I’m gon’ be here for you

And I don’t care what they say

Some people don’t like it

‘Cause you hang out in the streets

But your my boyfriend

You’ve never been here for me

I fuck the thug in ya

No matter what people think

I’m gon’ be here for you

And I don’t care what they say

He do a little this

He do a little that

He always in trouble, and I heard

He ain’t nothing but a pimp

He done alot of chicks

He’s always in the club

And they say he think he’s slick

He got alot of chips

He so messed up, I heard

He’s been locked up find somebody else

He ain’t nothing but a thug

So what

So what

So what

So what