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So What

Ladies and gentlemen

Jazze Pha, Field Mob, Ciara, Superstar DJs

Here we go

They say, he do a little of this, he do a little of that

He's always in trouble and I heard

He ain't nothin' but a pimp, he's got a lot of chicks

He's always in the club

And they say, he think he's slick

He's got a lot 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 I'm a, I'm a, I'm a freak

I got 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 said I done this, they said I done that

But all of it's fiction none of it's facts

But you don't be hearin' that about your love

You let it go in one ear and out the other

The he say, she say, they say, I heard

The beef ain't, we can't let it get on our nerves

She miserable, she just want you to be

Like her misery needs company

So don't listen to that vine of grapes there

Nothing but liars hatin' I bet

They wouldn't mind tradin' places

With you by my side in my Mercedes

They say, he do a little of this, he do a little of that

He's always in trouble and I heard

He ain't nothin' but a pimp, he's got a lot of chicks

He's always in the club

And they say he think he's slick

He's got a lot 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

Mo' money, mo' problems, life of a legend

Haters throw salt like rice at a weddin'

So what, that's your cousin, that don't mean nuthin'

Her like missin' is a type of affection you get

You just blind to the facts

See the lies just as obvious as cries for attention

Yield to the blindness, apply your suspicion

But listen, say you love me, gotta trust me

Why you stress this high school mess?

Break up never, they just jealous

Drama from your momma, mean mug from your brothers

I'm that author of the book, they can judge from the cover

I, I been to jail

I'm grindin' for real

I'm a positive talkin' negative pimp

They hate to see you doin' better than them, so

They say, he do a little of this, he do a little of that

He's always in trouble and I heard

He ain't nothin' but a pimp, he's got a lot of chicks

He's always in the club

And they say he think he's slick

He's got a lot 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

Ladies and gentlemen, Ciara

Some people don't like it 'cause you hang out in the streets

But you're my boyfriend, you've always 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 you're my boyfriend, you've always been here for me

I like the thug in you, no matter what people think

I'm gon' be here for you and I don't care what they say

He do a little of this, he do a little of that

He's always in trouble and I heard

He ain't nothin' but a pimp, he's got a lot of chicks

He's always in the club

And they say he think he's slick

He's got a lot 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

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