D. Ardee - Where Ya At ((Dee-Mix)) lyrics
[D. Ardee - Where Ya At Dee-Mix lyrics]
This one for them niggas that be
Out here tryna cheat you
Get yo' ass back, dog
Nah I ain't tryna feed you
Where yo ass was at
When I had one foot in the grave
Where yo ass was at
They held the heater to my face
Where yo ass was at
When I got held up at the club
Where yo ass was at
When all these hoes ain’t show me love
I’m just tryna make this money, nigga
Do it my way now I got these haters out
Here sitting in my driveway
Niggas switching up
But then they do it on the low
Tryna give you dap
And then he tryna fuck your hoe
Then they reminiscing and they
Trying to remind i don't give a fuck
These fake ass friends ain’t hard to find
You around, when I share slices of this cake
Where yo ass was at
Cause now you looking twice as fake
Where the cash is at
My niggas that is where I’m going
Port is where it's at
And you can see my city glowing
Man I grew up in the hollow
Where yo ass was at
When all these people didn’t follow
Where yo ass was at
When niggas tried let the gun off
I ain’t tryna fuck with you my nigga, man
I’m done off ever since I cut off from
You niggas now I’m greedy
Old bitch want some pockets now
Why the fuck you leave me?
If you want some love
Then back then you should have stayed
Get yo ass back bitch, hands up off my plate
Where yo ass was at when
My city turned against me
Where yo ass was at when the
Circle tried to bench me
Where yo ass was at all this
Weight up on my shoulders
Where yo ass was at when my
Life was like a coaster
But fuck it, I don’t need no help
Cause nigga all it takes
A single waist to hold the belt
Where yo ass was at
When I was rapping as a young one
Now the city’s hottest
You like where this nigga come from?
Out here tryna cheat you
Get yo' ass back, dog
Nah I ain't tryna feed you
Where yo ass was at
When I had one foot in the grave
Where yo ass was at
They held the heater to my face
Where yo ass was at
When I got held up at the club
Where yo ass was at
When all these hoes ain’t show me love
I’m just tryna make this money, nigga
Do it my way now I got these haters out
Here sitting in my driveway
Niggas switching up
But then they do it on the low
Tryna give you dap
And then he tryna fuck your hoe
Then they reminiscing and they
Trying to remind i don't give a fuck
These fake ass friends ain’t hard to find
You around, when I share slices of this cake
Where yo ass was at
Cause now you looking twice as fake
Where the cash is at
My niggas that is where I’m going
Port is where it's at
And you can see my city glowing
Man I grew up in the hollow
Where yo ass was at
When all these people didn’t follow
Where yo ass was at
When niggas tried let the gun off
I ain’t tryna fuck with you my nigga, man
I’m done off ever since I cut off from
You niggas now I’m greedy
Old bitch want some pockets now
Why the fuck you leave me?
If you want some love
Then back then you should have stayed
Get yo ass back bitch, hands up off my plate
Where yo ass was at when
My city turned against me
Where yo ass was at when the
Circle tried to bench me
Where yo ass was at all this
Weight up on my shoulders
Where yo ass was at when my
Life was like a coaster
But fuck it, I don’t need no help
Cause nigga all it takes
A single waist to hold the belt
Where yo ass was at
When I was rapping as a young one
Now the city’s hottest
You like where this nigga come from?