T-BO - Who Is That? lyrics

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T-BO - Who Is That? lyrics

[talking] This year I'm telling you brah I'm ahead of everybody in the industry Like who is that, but I'm fin to tell y'all You already know [T-Bo] When I drive by, they like who the f**'s the white guy In the tight ride, with the tight b**hes with the tight thighs Shining so hard, blinding motherf**ers at night time No mo' hustling, I'm paper stacking with these tight rhymes Everytime I ride, them haters mugging me Is it the rims or paint, or I'm just so lovely You can find me right over there, where the thugs be So if you ever cross me, sh** could get ugly That beat boom-blam, you know my ride has it Candy paint flip more times, than a acrobatic Just in case you thinking about, starting some static I got a b**h that wants to meet you, Nina Ross automatic Cause this year here, is only the beginning Candy paint looks like it's dripping, when you see me pull up in it I don't know the word lose dog, I'm all about winning Ice grilling when I'm grinning, while my 20's keep on spinning come on [Hook] (Who is that) In a brand new fo' do', candy Cadillac (Who is that) In the bed with your b**h, hitting that a** from the back (Who is that) In the Benz with the rims, boss b**hes in the back (Who is that) Coming down truck pound, watch it slam and crack [T-Bo] I've been a all week shiner, ain't a damn thing changed What the year we living in at, the price of c**aine Kinda hard to drive, when you holding them thangs And your b**h is in the front seat, giving me brain I only f** bout it b**hes, that's off the hook Infatuated with the way, that the back of they head look Wanted for f**ing b**hes, call me the cookie crook You don't believe me won't you ask me, how your cookie jar look Man I can't help it, that I'm so god damn fly And I caught your b**hes eye, when I drove by And your rims f**ed up, and your paint looks dry Can't say I blame your b**h, for not wanting to ride Ain't from Texas, but I'm banging Screw If you trying to play me close, I'm banging you Bring your boys with you, and I'll bang them too And drive off smiling, like it's the thang to do [Hook]