WYD 2 by K Suave Lyrics
[Chorus]
What you doin'? (Yeah, whoa) What you doin'? (Yeah, damn)
What you doin'? (What you doin'?) What you doin'? (Oh my God)
What you doin'? (What you doin'?) What you doin'? (What you doin'?)
What you doin'? (What you doin'?) What you doin'? (Come on)
[Verse 1]
I can't get a break from her, that bitch keep hitting my phone (Damn) Big ass penthouse on a ocean we fucking on a boat (Yeah)
I'm sipping on lean with DJ Quincy I tell him pour up some more
I'm only here for the weekend baby girl then I got to go
Boy your diamonds fake as fuck I swear that shit embarassing
She tryna connect with me but baby I ain't pairing shit
Drop the top on that bitch she see the stars I told her make a wish
They wanna be like me right now, put her in a cage like a pound
Smoking on gas that shit too loud, I got a TEC I be doing him foul
I see the opp I'mma shoot up the crowd, your nigga lamе as fuck like Bow Wow
Think I'm a God I'm making him bow down, fucking his bitch then take off likе a Powerpuff
She wanna link up with me in the morning, luxury shit everything is foreign
[Chorus]
What you doin'? (Yeah, whoa) What you doin'? (Yeah, damn)
What you doin'? (What you doin'?) What you doin'? (Oh my God)
What you doin'? (What you doin'?) What you doin'? (What you doin'?)
What you doin'? (What you doin'?) What you doin'? (Come on)
[Verse 2]
I'm taking risks every night, I'm taking risks everyday
In love with the money my bae, she don't fuck cuz I ball like 2K
Excuse my french lil shawty but you cannot stay (Oh my)
Two racks on some frames, two racks on some frames (Oh my)
Remember I didn't have shit I came a long way
Now they all wanna be around me I don't want the company
She so in like Whitney, she tryna cuff me like the police
Designer it's all on me, I'm buying shit I don't be knowing the price
High as shit off this motherfucking Sprite, I got a gun why would I fight
Put bread in your head like some motherfucking lice, travel the world I'm out in Dubai
He ain't get money he just getting by, yeah
They tryna reach me I stay in the air I'm flying (Uh yeah)
[Chorus]
What you doin'? (Yeah, whoa) What you doin'? (Yeah, down)
What you doin'? (What you doin'?) What you doin'? (Oh my God)
What you doin'? (What you doin'?) What you doin'? (What you doin'?)
What you doin'? (What you doin'?) What you doin'? (Come on)
What you doin'? (Yeah, whoa) What you doin'? (Yeah, damn)
What you doin'? (What you doin'?) What you doin'? (Oh my God)
What you doin'? (What you doin'?) What you doin'? (What you doin'?)
What you doin'? (What you doin'?) What you doin'? (Come on)
[Verse 1]
I can't get a break from her, that bitch keep hitting my phone (Damn) Big ass penthouse on a ocean we fucking on a boat (Yeah)
I'm sipping on lean with DJ Quincy I tell him pour up some more
I'm only here for the weekend baby girl then I got to go
Boy your diamonds fake as fuck I swear that shit embarassing
She tryna connect with me but baby I ain't pairing shit
Drop the top on that bitch she see the stars I told her make a wish
They wanna be like me right now, put her in a cage like a pound
Smoking on gas that shit too loud, I got a TEC I be doing him foul
I see the opp I'mma shoot up the crowd, your nigga lamе as fuck like Bow Wow
Think I'm a God I'm making him bow down, fucking his bitch then take off likе a Powerpuff
She wanna link up with me in the morning, luxury shit everything is foreign
[Chorus]
What you doin'? (Yeah, whoa) What you doin'? (Yeah, damn)
What you doin'? (What you doin'?) What you doin'? (Oh my God)
What you doin'? (What you doin'?) What you doin'? (What you doin'?)
What you doin'? (What you doin'?) What you doin'? (Come on)
[Verse 2]
I'm taking risks every night, I'm taking risks everyday
In love with the money my bae, she don't fuck cuz I ball like 2K
Excuse my french lil shawty but you cannot stay (Oh my)
Two racks on some frames, two racks on some frames (Oh my)
Remember I didn't have shit I came a long way
Now they all wanna be around me I don't want the company
She so in like Whitney, she tryna cuff me like the police
Designer it's all on me, I'm buying shit I don't be knowing the price
High as shit off this motherfucking Sprite, I got a gun why would I fight
Put bread in your head like some motherfucking lice, travel the world I'm out in Dubai
He ain't get money he just getting by, yeah
They tryna reach me I stay in the air I'm flying (Uh yeah)
[Chorus]
What you doin'? (Yeah, whoa) What you doin'? (Yeah, down)
What you doin'? (What you doin'?) What you doin'? (Oh my God)
What you doin'? (What you doin'?) What you doin'? (What you doin'?)
What you doin'? (What you doin'?) What you doin'? (Come on)