Where They At lyrics

by

T.I.


[Intro: T.I. Nitti]
This a Nitti beat!
Yo, yo
Hey Nitti
(Here we go, here we go)
What's up?
n*gga, you've been tryin' to get with T.I. or what not, but
(To the floor, there you go)
OK
You ain't came to f*ck with a real n*gga [?] you know what I'm sayin'?
(Here we go, here we go)
All right, so what's up?
I'ma show you what this Bankhead sh*t 'bout!
(To the floor, there you go)
Ay!
(Here we go, here we go)
T.I.P., n*gga!
(To the floor, there you go)
f*ck this n*gga T.I., you know what I'm sayin'?
(Here we go, here we go)
Real n*ggas on deck, you better act like [?]
It's T.I.P. man
(To the floor, there you go)
Let's get it!

[Verse 1]
I got a real '66 and a real thick b*tch
Right beside me, showin' she can suck a real big di*k
Hey, I'm a real cool dude with a real sick click
Come around me, cut the fool and you will get hit
Think we ain't totin' 2's? Well, you will get tricked
Tell 'em what you gonna do when we pull out and let 'er rip
What it is? I can run up on you at the crib
Get your b*tch up out the room and the baby out the crib
n*gga, chill! I'm T.I.P., dude, keep it real
Who your favorite rapper was before he got a record deal
I suggest you stop your coppin'; where I'm from, it gets you killed
Omegas come through with the choppers, spray your block for [?]
Then detonate the bomb, hop in the Cadillac and peel
Homicide and CSI hit the scene, they like "Eww!"
While we hollerin' "Bankhead!" and "Rest in peace, Big Phil!"
And bust in b*tches' mouths 'til their cheeks get filled
[Chorus:]
(Where them real n*ggas at?) Here we go, here we go
Bend it over, baby, drop it to the floor, there you go
(I'm sayin, where them real n*ggas at?) Here we go, here we go
Bust it open, show me you can get low, now you know
(Where them real n*ggas at?) Here we go, here we go
Bend it over, baby, drop it to the floor, there you go
(I'm sayin, where them real n*ggas at?) Here we go, here we go
Bust it open, show me you can get low, now you know

[Verse 2]
(Where them real n*ggas at?) On deck, don't stress
Tell them hoes go and flex, but n*gga, who you gon' text
n*gga, make a lil' somethin' like I'ma make her somethin' next
Nah, hit 'em in the jaw, when I see 'em, that's that!
Drop Beamer bow-legged and my pockets stay fat
Crown c*cked to the left but you call it an A hat
I ain't givin' my opinion, what I spit is straight facts
Even if you hear me say that these n*ggas is straight wack
Yeah, T.I.P., get it right, keep it straight, n*gga
Key by the three, still serve plenty weight, n*gga
The A's yay dealer done made it to eight figgas
In the club, love b*tches but hate to take pictures
My patience real short for suckas and fake n*ggas
Ay, you better step aside unless you wanna lay with 'em
Since my partner died, I ain't got time to play with 'em
But b*tches runnin' out the club like "Did you see how they did 'em?"
[Chorus:]
(Where them real n*ggas at?) Here we go, here we go
Bend it over, baby, drop it to the floor, there you go
(I'm sayin, where them real n*ggas at?) Here we go, here we go
Bust it open, show me you can get low, now you know
(Where them real n*ggas at?) Here we go, here we go
Bend it over, baby, drop it to the floor, there you go
(I'm sayin, where them real n*ggas at?) Here we go, here we go
Bust it open, show me you can get low, now you know

[Outro]
(Where them real n*ggas at?) Here we go, here we go
To the floor, there you go
(Oo, Where them real n*ggas at?) Here we go, here we go
Drop it to the floor, there you go
(I'm sayin, where them real n*ggas at?) Here we go, here we go
Drop it to the floor, there you go
(Where them real n*ggas at?) Here we go, here we go
And drop it to the floor
(I'm sayin, where them real n*ggas at?)
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