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What It Ain't

[Virtual Vicky]

Now TLC will challenge Goodie Mob

To a game of ghetto laser tag

When they say: "What it is."

You scream: "What it ain't."[Left Eye] (Big Gipp)

(Battle zone, Goodie)

1999 (Yeah)

TLC, M-O-B (And Goodie Mob)

The synergy of ghetto sounds for the Y-2-G

(What'cha want to do with it?)

What it is, what it ain't

(What?)

Either you bring it

(We gon' bring it)

Or you can't

Sometimes it gets kind of messy out there

(Sometimes)

But we get by

(Well, what'cha want to do with it?)

One day at a time[T-Boz]

Stuck on me at waffle house

After 1:12, when I go out

Where do you hang?

Or do you slang?

Or wear a chain?

Wear platinum rings?

I still maintain my ghetto siren

Keep my pride

Get in my ride

Twenty-inch rims

I sport a brim

And when my girls

Go to the mall

Around the world

And keep the change

The finest things

We still remain so oh[Chili]

You don't even look from across the room

You don't know enough about this world to

Ever get it on with me

Or hang out where I do

You don't even look from across the floor

You don't have game enough any more

Come up on a girl like me

And that's not a possibility 'cause...[T-Mo]

You big plastic girl

I'm a big boss man

I like old model cars and big sedans

You like two doors

Frontin' their clothes and Rolls

Or sit on the porch, sip something real cold

I like the nine when you up and not O's

I do suits while you prefer the lows

Tonight I'm a choose 'cause you already chose

Grown for the business and I run to flow[TLC]

'Cause you ain't ghetto enough for me

And you ain't hot enough for me

And you ain't fly enough for me

And you're too tight with your money

'Cause you ain't ghetto enough for me

And you ain't hot enough for me

And you ain't fly enough for me

And you're too tight with your money[Cee-lo]

Check it, baby

So ghetto like hot fries

I come from Melvin and resemble

Twenty-twenty with his blood shot eyes, got thirty-two loads

Went from two O's to thirty-two loads

Which is enough to buy a Roll

But nobody knows

Stay in my place

Keep my diamonds out of your face

You want to be with this player?

You got play at my pace

I'm slow, but I can still come over there from where you're from

If you want some bullshit, you better buy you some[Chili]

You don't even look from across the room

You don't know enough about this world to

Ever get it on with me

Or hang out where I do

You don't even look from across the floor

You don't have game enough any more

Come up on a girl like me

And that's not a possibility 'cause...[Khujo]

Shorty with your booty showin'

Shorty with your gold teeth

Shorty with your long nails

Shorty with your fake hair

Shorty got the attitude all up in the news

To represent the nineties girl

Doing it, oh, I need to

I got the back, you got the front

That's how we do up in the woods

With the bump on the log

Ain't no scrubs over here

I'm a ghetto millionaire

Can you see me in the clear?

I'm a keep on serving 'em like I'm supposed to, baby[TLC]

'Cause you ain't ghetto enough for me

And you ain't hot enough for me

And you ain't fly enough for me

And you're too tight with your money

'Cause you ain't ghetto enough for me

And you ain't hot enough for me

And you ain't fly enough for me

And you're too tight with your money[Chorus x 8]

What it is

(What it ain't)

What it is

(What it ain't)[Left Eye](Big Gipp)

Uh-huh, yeah, what?

Don't be suffocating my pockets

While I'm recitating these topics

Like, where your gs, where your loot?

And you lookin' real dumb when you get the boot

What it is?

My road to me come from some of the hardest of streets

We custom navigate to the club

With some of the hardest of beats

What it ain't

Is you sleeping with all the shit I've been through?

'Cause I'm a keep doing all the things that I gots to do

(I'm ghetto) Uh, dammit, I'll put your ass to work

(I'm ghetto) Comb your nappy hair till it hurts[Big Gipp]

Oh, what I'm saying

Stop using the rope

Take 'em real off these streets

Or you might hurt your throat

You know you ghetto

When you don't show up at court

For not paying your child support

Are you too bossier for me?

You act like you too good to eat

At Church's, Popeye's, and Arby's

I shop at Walter's Bright Creek

In a mall with Steve and Deke

I hang out at Bankhead

You prefer Buckhead

Your favorite color is hot pink

I love that gangsta red[TLC]

'Cause you ain't ghetto enough for me

And you ain't hot enough for me

And you ain't fly enough for me

And you're too tight with your money

'Cause you ain't ghetto enough for me

And you ain't hot enough for me

And you ain't fly enough for me

And you're too tight with your money

'Cause you ain't ghetto enough for me

And you ain't hot enough for me

And you ain't fly enough for me

And you're too tight with your money

'Cause you ain't ghetto enough for me

And you ain't hot enough for me

And you ain't fly enough for me

And you're too tight with your money[Chorus x 4][Big Gipp]

We'll stop here

Yeah, I lost one

Songwriters

Austin, Dallas L / Gipp, Cameron F / Lopes, Lisa Nicole / Barnett, Robert / Knighton, Willie / Burton, ThomasPublished by

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