Where You At - Ray J, The Game

Where You At - Ray J, The Game

  • Альбом: All I Feel

  • Year of release: 2008
  • Language: English
  • Duration: 2:57

Below is the lyrics of the song Where You At , artist - Ray J, The Game with translation

Lyrics " Where You At "

Original text with translation

Where You At

Ray J, The Game

Where you at?

(I got it)

Where you at?

(I got it)

Where you at?

(I got it)

All my nigga’s makin' money

Where you at?

(Where you at?)

Where you at?

(Where you at?)

Where you at?

(Where you at?)

All my bitches makin' money

Where you at?

My cherry red shirt and my Anaheim fitted

In my cherry red shirt and my Anaheim fitted

In my cherry red shirt and my Anaheim fitted

Nigga throwin' up the beat, baby can you get with it

Soon as I got a meal, I got a zone

Got a couple cribs and all brand new homes

Smokin' and poppin' pills, it’s how we goin'

My cherry red shirt in the club gettin' loaded

Bitch I’m a baller but I ain’t hopin'

I’m up the courts in a view so movin'

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 makin' money

Where you at?

(Where you at?)

Where you at?

(Where you at?)

Where you at?

(Where you at?)

All my bitches makin' money

Where you at?

My cherry red shirt and my Anaheim fitted

In my cherry red shirt and my Anaheim fitted

In my cherry red shirt and my Anaheim fitted

Nigga throwin' up the beat, baby can you 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 flamin' like a camp out

Game on the track I’ll blow the fuckin' amps out

Game bang while I drive, pull this six tramp out

X Games in the hood, bring the fuckin' ramps out

(Where you at?)

Game boys 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 buyin' nothin' 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

Rockin' 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 makin' money

Where you at?

(Where you at?)

Where you at?

(Where you at?)

Where you at?

(Where you at?)

All my bitches makin' money

Where you at?

My cherry red shirt and my Anaheim fitted

In my cherry red shirt and my Anaheim fitted

In my cherry red shirt and my Anaheim fitted

Nigga throwin' up the beat, baby can you 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 makin' money

Where you at?

(Where you at?)

Where you at?

(Where you at?)

Where you at?

(Where you at?)

All my bitches makin' money

Where you at?

My cherry red shirt and my Anaheim fitted

In my cherry red shirt and my Anaheim fitted

In my cherry red shirt and my Anaheim fitted

Nigga throwin' up the beat, baby can you get with it

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