What is It

Is it my car, is it my clothes

That make these hoes want fuck fa sho?

Is it my style, the way I roll

That make these haters want hate some mo?

Is it my car, is it my clothes

That make these hoes want fuck fa sho?

Is it my style, the way I roll

That make these haters want hate some mo?

Is it that fifth that I drank

When I'm in my whip with the fresh ass paint?

That make these hoes wan' look in my face

That make these **** wan' be in my place

Or tell me is it my shows that cost three hund'

That make me have to go to everywhere but church with a gun

Would make a **** wanna hate my mama son

Maybe it's my style, just the way I come

Or maybe it's these hoes that I done beats

Maybe it's your sister or your niece

Or how I rock my bauds with no crease

Or how I'm just so throwed and off the leash

Or tell me is it these shoes on my feet

And how they matching my fits so perfectly

That make a hater wanna go up out they way on me

**** I don't even know you wanna hate on me

Is it my car, is it my clothes

That make these hoes want fuck fa sho?

Is it my style, the way I roll

That make these haters want hate some mo?

Is it my car, is it my clothes

That make these hoes want fuck fa sho?

Is it my style, the way I roll

That make these haters want hate some mo?

Is it my bitch if it is which one?

My lil' bitch up in the city or the one in the country

Or how a **** so hot, number one in the country

Ever since I did it big, big money, big stuntin'

Or is my **** big fam, Bun B

Yeah y'all don't like hearing me with the UG Kings

Or tell me is it my looks that make your ho scream

And have her mouth all wet and wanna suck on me?

Or tell me is it that screen that she see inside

When I be high, rolling by that make her wanna ride?

Or tell me is it my style, how I'm just so fly?

How a **** so wild plus I'm on right now

Tell me is it my hood, how that bitch roll

365, 24 with them quarters and O's?

Or how I holla at my people fo they get you some mo?

Handling business with the beeper to avoid them folks

Is it my car, is it my clothes

That make these hoes want fuck fa sho?

Is it my style, the way I roll

That make these haters want hate some mo?

Is it my car, is it my clothes

That make these hoes want fuck fa sho?

Is it my style, the way I roll

That make these haters want hate some mo?

Is it my cake or my bundles of crack?

Or how I made this hit quick, Mannie Fresh on the track?

Or is it the platinum plaque I'm about to snatch?

Cause you know I signed a deal and it's my turn to act

Or what them big 24's on that brand new Lac

Or yo lil' dog ass ho took this dick from the back

Or my fire ass flow, **** want my raps

What it is, I don't know that make 'em act like that

Probably because these lil' cats out here know I'm a dog

And the closet at the house starting to look like a mall

What it is, got 'em trippin' my expensive cologne

This XO, or the purple dro I blow by the zone

Or is it cause my **** head ain't got too long?

Yeah you when he get home it's gone really be on

Or is it the quarter sale, hit me now on the phone

What's wrong, why this vibe that I'm feeling so strong?

Is it my car, is it my clothes

That make these hoes want fuck fa sho?

Is it my style, the way I roll

That make these haters want hate some mo?

Is it my car, is it my clothes

That make these hoes want fuck fa sho?

Is it my style, the way I roll

That make these haters want hate some mo?