Whats It To Yah? by PersonallyExplicit Lyrics
Whats it to yah
(1st Verse)
Skeletons in the residence
Elegance, sippin' essences/
Hella sedatives, dead in bed again/
Butter knives over elements/
My heads baking in the oven/
A gangster like McLovin/
Put you to sleep like some turkey stuffin'/
Bitches cry when i chop the onion/
Blood stain on my pearly whites/
I got that slap like a girly fight/
This beat nastier than a pair of twerking dikes/
1st player solo/
Do this with no promo/
My bread rise,the yeast grow slow-mo/
From the city where homies gone loco/
Bounce from bitch to bitch down the street on my pogo/
Like YOLO/
Yo, they on't know tho/
The big bad wolf bout to blow the roof off/
I get confused, are you a red nose pit or Rudolph?/
You claim you got bars but they bout to get chewed off/
Droppin bandz in the Thugz Mansion, feeling like 2Pac/
So dope, all ho's love my smell, but who rot?/
My pockets gun' swell/
My chocolates gun' sell/
My profit excel/
My vomit gone stale/
(Chorus)
Whats it to ya, im put two into yea/
Ima make you look like a bitch how i do yea/
I can handle just a bout two uh yea, whats it to ya/ x2
(2nd Verse)
Trippang through the teenage wasteland, got me like a spaceman, my minds all floating, these bitches wet when I rain dance/
I'm just sayin', Damn!? Fuck the bitch then dip, the hip popper, gotta blast my jimmy neutron, work my escape plan, block your shine with my ray-bandz/
Rare breed, compare me to when the air bleeds/
The fair breeze, their dream, my mere greed/
Unstable like a 3 leg stool/
I got no chill, you could never be that cool/
Grippin' the steel, you never keep that jewel/
Constantly ask these liars why the feed fools/
I used to rep with dumbies, keepin' it g is a key tool/
Never trust no one, I don't need you/
School of hard knocks, fuck you need pre-school/
Ima toxic sitchy, i'm a disease that pools/
So I scheme a fool, repeat then bool/
Its Icing to the cake, the stream that drools/
But i won't sugarcoat life
Sin and nail hoes, on the wooden post/
I pray ery-night, to shower hope on me/
My hand guns at the holy light/
Demanding to hit me with the photon beam/ x2
Photon beam/
(Chorus)
Whats it to ya, im put two into yea/
Ima make you look like a bitch how i do yea/
I can handle just a bout two uh yea, whats it to ya/ x2
(1st Verse)
Skeletons in the residence
Elegance, sippin' essences/
Hella sedatives, dead in bed again/
Butter knives over elements/
My heads baking in the oven/
A gangster like McLovin/
Put you to sleep like some turkey stuffin'/
Bitches cry when i chop the onion/
Blood stain on my pearly whites/
I got that slap like a girly fight/
This beat nastier than a pair of twerking dikes/
1st player solo/
Do this with no promo/
My bread rise,the yeast grow slow-mo/
From the city where homies gone loco/
Bounce from bitch to bitch down the street on my pogo/
Like YOLO/
Yo, they on't know tho/
The big bad wolf bout to blow the roof off/
I get confused, are you a red nose pit or Rudolph?/
You claim you got bars but they bout to get chewed off/
Droppin bandz in the Thugz Mansion, feeling like 2Pac/
So dope, all ho's love my smell, but who rot?/
My pockets gun' swell/
My chocolates gun' sell/
My profit excel/
My vomit gone stale/
(Chorus)
Whats it to ya, im put two into yea/
Ima make you look like a bitch how i do yea/
I can handle just a bout two uh yea, whats it to ya/ x2
(2nd Verse)
Trippang through the teenage wasteland, got me like a spaceman, my minds all floating, these bitches wet when I rain dance/
I'm just sayin', Damn!? Fuck the bitch then dip, the hip popper, gotta blast my jimmy neutron, work my escape plan, block your shine with my ray-bandz/
Rare breed, compare me to when the air bleeds/
The fair breeze, their dream, my mere greed/
Unstable like a 3 leg stool/
I got no chill, you could never be that cool/
Grippin' the steel, you never keep that jewel/
Constantly ask these liars why the feed fools/
I used to rep with dumbies, keepin' it g is a key tool/
Never trust no one, I don't need you/
School of hard knocks, fuck you need pre-school/
Ima toxic sitchy, i'm a disease that pools/
So I scheme a fool, repeat then bool/
Its Icing to the cake, the stream that drools/
But i won't sugarcoat life
Sin and nail hoes, on the wooden post/
I pray ery-night, to shower hope on me/
My hand guns at the holy light/
Demanding to hit me with the photon beam/ x2
Photon beam/
(Chorus)
Whats it to ya, im put two into yea/
Ima make you look like a bitch how i do yea/
I can handle just a bout two uh yea, whats it to ya/ x2