What is It

Is it my car, is it my clothes? That make these hoes want fuck for show Is it my style, the way I roll? That make these haters want hate some more Is it my car, is it my clothes? That make these hoes want fuck for show Is it my style, the way I roll? That make these haters want hate some more Is it that fifth that I drank when I'm in my whip with the fresh ass paint? That make these hoes wanna look in my face That make these niggas wanna be in my place Or tell me, is it my shows that cost 300? Make me have to go to everywhere but chance with the gun But make a nigga 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 Or maybe it's your sister or your niece Or how I rock my bows 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 fists so perfectly That make a hater wanna go about they way on me Nigga, I don't even know they just wanna hate on me Is it my car, is it my clothes? That make these hoes want fuck for show Is it my style, the way I roll? That make these haters want hate some more Is it my car, is it my clothes? That make these hoes want fuck for show Is it my style, the way I roll? That make these haters want hate some more 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 nigga so hot number one in the country Ever since I did it big, big money, big stuntin' Or is my niggas Big Fam, Bun B? Yeah, y'all don't like hearing me with UG Kings Or tell me, is it my looks that make your hoe scream? And have her mouth all wet and wanna suck on me Or tell me is that screen that you 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 nigga 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 fobefore they get you some more Handling business with the beeper to avoid them folks Is it my car, is it my clothes? That make these hoes want fuck for show Is it my style, the way I roll? That make these haters want hate some more Is it my car, is it my clothes? That make these hoes want fuck for show Is it my style, the way I roll? That make these haters want hate some more Is it my cake or my bundles of crack? Or how I made this hit with 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 with them big 24's on that brand-new Lac Or only dog ass hoes take the dick from the back Or my fire ass flow, niggaz want my raps What it is, I don't know what 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 colon This XO, all the purple dro, I blow by the zone Or is it 'cause my nigga 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 for show Is it my style, the way I roll? That make these haters want hate some more Is it my car, is it my clothes? That make these hoes want fuck for show Is it my style, the way I roll? That make these haters want hate some more