The Question Lyrics

I got ten of the finest hoes in the world working for me
Im getting a hundred dollars a day from each one okay?
Ive been having a good time all night
Just leave me alone, will ya?
Ive had enough out of you
Im not gonna take any more shit from you Goldie

The party's over baby, it's dawn
It's reality
I want you to do me a favor
And take old Judas goat over there
And I want you to just get the f*ck out of my face, okay?

Uhhh
Yea
Aaahhh

???.....them master trucks
Pimp C and Bun B in the trunk
Promethazine and paper cuts
Jewelry obvious cuts
And I don't give a f*ck
Only like them ghetto sluts
Tattoos, stilletoed up
Double D's and big old butts Girl, I can make it rain, hurricane Katrina
Looking for the baddest things, tell me have you seen er?
Veronica and Elaine, Tamera and Keyshia
Try me all you want, there ain't no maxing out this Visa
I know! and they say that Im conceited
But I just feel like Michael Jack cuz girl i want to beat it up!
Beamer,Benz and Bentley, got all three they all two seaters
but there's only room for me and you
Imagine things that we can do girl
So faded man I'm gone
Don't even know the name of the girl I'm on
What am I doing here?

So turned, so turned up

Never been this high before
And the only thing that I want know
Is what am I doing here?
So high up

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