C-NOTE (of the Botany Boyz)

C-NOTE (of the Botany Boyz) - What It Iz?!? lyrics

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(feat. Lil Flip)

[Hook:]

What it is yo, what it is yo

We be stacking big do', and blowing endo

What it is yo, what it is yo

We been stacking this paper, from the get go

[C-Note:]

What it is yo, you already know what time it is

Hitting every city, networking all kind of biz

What it is yo, you know that boy gotta keep it real

I'm the first kid on the mic, with that diamonds grill

What it is yo, you know them boys been fronting

Always got them K's, always into some'ing

What it is yo, nigga I'm a big shot

Just like Mos Def, I got sixteen blocks

You know I'm so superior, Palamene interior

Suicide do's, on a Chrysler imperior

Style's so inferior, one shot I'm clearing ya

Them niggaz talking loud in the crowd, but we ain't hearing ya

Coming through your area, we creases beef is

Never real niggaz, and a few dime pieces

I'm loving the way they stop and stare, I'm loving the way the diamonds glare

I'm loving the way they can't compare, I'm loving the way they got somewhere

[Hook:]

What it is yo, what it is yo

We be stacking big do', and blowing endo

What it is yo, what it is yo

We been stacking this paper, from the get go

What it is yo, what it is yo

For realer, you don't want it with the Screwed Up Click hoe

What it is yo, what it is yo

Y'all boys be faker, than Pretendo

[C-Note:]

They say them boys down South bank, got that flow got that do'

See me on the showroom flo', watch me how I cop it though

Show you how I'm gonna act, show you how I'm born to stack

Show you how my c.d.'s, fly right off the rack

Concerts all packed, pulled up trunk cracked

Yellowbone on my side, no stomach all back

Escallade all black, swisher sweets ball bats

We got that money by the ton, and you ain't bout that

Nigga I'ma dip boy, ride through the strip boy

Keep the extra clip on my hip, so I don't slip boy

When I see that snitch boy, I'm jumping out that whip boy

And let this motherfucking AK, rip boy

Miss me with that drama mayn, catch me switching lane to lane

C-Note up in some'ing sick, rolling with the candy frame

Ask your girl she know my name, doing shit she can't explain

I see you mad at me, cause you ain't balling mayn

[Hook:]

What it is yo, what it is yo

We be stacking big do', and blowing endo

What it is yo, what it is yo

We been stacking this paper, from the get go

[Lil' Flip:]

The Maybach coupe coming out, so get your cash for it

I'm going back to Amsterdam, bring your pass-porit

So what it is yo, we blowing big hoe

(Flip what you smoking on), ay partna this dro

Fifty G's in my vault, R.I.P. to Big H.A.W.K.

To the Click that's a loss, we put it down for the South

Big boys big trucks, big rims big nuts

Big guns more than one, my coke game weigh a ton

Spray the gun get away, relocate to another state

Set up shop pick a block, Note got the Escallade

Black cars purple weed, purple drank green money

And we don't fuck with T-B, we fuck around with king honey

My ring a hundred, my new chain half a mill

Look I ain't capping, but ain't that like half your deal

But nevermind that, now let me recline back

If they ain't Clover Geez, that shit sound whack

[Hook:]

What it is yo, what it is yo

We be stacking big do', and blowing endo

What it is yo, what it is yo

We been stacking this paper, from the get go

What it is yo, what it is yo

For realer, you don't want it with the Screwed Up Click hoe

What it is yo, what it is yo

Y'all boys, be faker than Pretendo

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