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So What lyrics
Songwriters: Alexander, Phalon Anton; Crawford, Darion T.; Harris, Ciara P.; Johnson, Shawn; Wallace, Zak; Williams, Cedric;
Ladies and gentlemen
Jazze Pha, Field Mob
Ciara, Superstar DJ s
Here we go
They say he do a little this, he do a little that
He always in trouble and I heard
He s nuttin but a pimp, he s done a lot of chicks
He s always in the club and they say
He think he slick, he s got a lot of chips
He s sellin them drugs and I heard
He s been locked up, find somebody else
He ain t nuttin but a thug
So what, so what
So what, so what
Hey hey and they say I m a slut, I m a ho, I m a freak
I got a different girl every day of the week
You re too smart, you d be a dummy to believe
That stuff that you heard that they say about me
They say that I m this, they say that I m that
But all of it s fiction, none of it s fact
But you don t be hearin it about your lover
You let it go in one ear and out the other
Now he say, she say, they say, I heard
If they fake 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
They re nuttin 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 this, he do a little that
He always in trouble and I heard
He s nuttin but a pimp, he s done a lot of chicks
He s always in the club and they say
He think he slick, he s got a lot of chips
He s sellin them drugs and I heard
He s been locked up, find somebody else
He ain t nuttin 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 the type of affection
You get, you just blind to the facts
See the lies is just obvious cries for attention
Yield to the blindness to 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 mother, mean mug from your brothers
I m that author of the book, they can judge by the cover
Yes, I been to jail
And yes, 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 this, he do a little that
He always in trouble and I heard
He s nuttin but a pimp, he s done a lot of chicks
He s always in the club and they say
He think he slick, he s got a lot of chips
He s sellin them drugs and I heard
He s been locked up, find somebody else
He ain t nuttin 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 my boyfriend
You ve always been here for me
This love is serious
No matter what people think
I m gon be here for ya
And I don t care what they say
Some people don t like it
Cause you hang out in the streets
But you my boyfriend
You ve always been here for me
I love the thug in ya
No matter what people think
I m gon be here for ya
And I don t care what they say
He do a little this, he do a little that
He always in trouble and I heard
He s nuttin but a pimp, he s done a lot of chicks
He s always in the club and they say
He think he slick, he s got a lot of chips
He s sellin them drugs and I heard
He s been locked up, find somebody else
He ain t nuttin but a thug
So what, so what
So what, so what
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