paroles de chanson What's Goodie (feat. Cakes da Killa) - Injury Reserve , Cakes da Killa

Yup, what's goodie
I'm the hottest around, my city
I got all the sounds, got plenty
You should ask around, my city
You should get to work, get busy
Do it until it hurt, get busy
You should go berserk, get busy
Imma make you work, get busy

Yo, let me talk my shit
From a college dorm to suite in Chile
Getting drink tickets in my Mishka hoodie
To a Mac sponsor just to up my pretty
Fees is changing so I'm high sadity
Avoiding fake fuckers who claim they fucking with me
Dick riders trying to match my witty
Had to cleanse my palate appetite too picky
All this Henny in me got my mood all pissy
Foreign labels keep me feeling frisky
Steady hating, what's the ishy?
I'm the MVP so bitches cannot bench me
Groupies on me when I'm in they city
Bet you want this lifestyle cause it sounds so kinky
Feeling cocky, iced out the pinky
And if you kiss the don don't leave no hickies
Yup

Yup, what's goodie
I'm the hottest around, my city
I got all the sounds, got plenty
You should ask around, my city
You should get to work, get busy
Do it until it hurt, get busy
You should go berserk, get busy
Imma make you work, get busy

Yup, what's goodie yo
Been the hottest round since a nigga ate Cheerios
Parker flipping shit like his ass Rey Mysterio
619! Ya that use to be the area code
Now a nigga been all around like a Mary-go
Turn this shit loud if you hear it on the stereo
A nigga about to go Jose Canseco
Ya a nigga about to go Jose, shit's scary yo
Remember when they were like "Oh shit you on the radio!"
Now these niggas like "Oh Groggs? That nigga's very old"
We be like, "Chill out nigga hear me out"
You just mad there's only 10 likes on your video
But there's like 20 niggas standing in your video
How that work out? That's a 50/50 ratio
You just that bad nigga you might have to let it go
And that hairline nigga you might have to let it go

Yup, what's goodie
I'm the hottest around, my city
I got all the sounds, got plenty
You should ask around, my city
You should get to work, get busy
Do it until it hurt, get busy
You should go berserk, get busy
Imma make you work, get busy

What's goodie
My city
Got plenty
My city
Get busy
Get busy
Get busy
What's goodie

Yup, what's really good
I'm the hottest motherfucker in my neighborhood
Even if I came to yours, I probably would
Ok maybe not if you live in Hollywood
I might pull up, I might skirt off
In the Pathfinder with the Birks on
Or the 4Runner with the Hares on
And your girl still mad I cut my hair off
Cause it's Ritchie with a motherfucking T
I got a classic tape, plus a degree
Ok not yet, I got another year
I'll have another classic plus my Grandma's cheers
I ain't trying to be no motherfucking engineer
I'ma get my mom a crib with a rap career
And a 6 series make the roof disappear
So she can never say "There ain't no fucking room in here"
Yup