Friday, May 31, 2013

DJ Self - Who Ya Wit Lyrics (Ft. YG & Yo Gotti)

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Who Ya Wit Lyrics by DJ Self Ft. YG & Yo Gotti

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[Hook]
Who you with, who you with, who you with?
Who you with, who you with, who you with?
I’m with my click bitch, I’m with my click
I’m with my click bitch, I’m with my click
Who you with, who you with, who you with?
Who you with, who you with, who you with?
I’m with my click bitch, I’m with my click
I’m with my click bitch, I’m with my click

Who you with, that a trick question
I’m with 18 ounces and a Smith & Wesson
Young nigga from the south, bout the dumb shit
As I’m running off remember boy I run shit
It’s a thick bitch, who you with shawty
Keep the name and the number, let me hit shit
Shawty, presidential on my wrist, that’s a brick shawty
And I just fucked off your rent, on my kicks shawty
I’m in manico, with the plug, shawty
You might catch me in a foreign whip, glock 40
And you might catch me in the club with a cool 40
That’s on 20 in left and my right pocket
Young nigga with me thugging bitch that’s who I’m with
And everywhere we go, they say we with the shit
And every other week, you with a different glitt
You say you dancing there, we don’t know who you with

[Hook]
Who you with, who you with, who you with?
Who you with, who you with, who you with?
I’m with my click bitch, I’m with my click
I’m with my click bitch, I’m with my click
Who you with, who you with, who you with?
Who you with, who you with, who you with?
I’m with my click bitch, I’m with my click
I’m with my click bitch, I’m with my click

I’m with my click I’m with my click
We all throwing ones, I made her rich
Yeah, she know I’m fin to blow up like the blimp
In front of the police, you niggas color up like the shrimp
40 niggas deep in that club where they do that
Psycho got the strap, niggas act then we shoot that
Tell me his name, I don’t know you nigga, who that
She say she wanna fuck, ok, we can do that
Fendi got plenty, remi or heni
Benjies on benjies, let me fuck up titties
Homies in the hood selling water like 50
I’d go crazy if my bitch die like whitney
I got racks on racks, I got straps on straps
Try to stunt, I put your maybach on flats
Put your chick on e, yeah I give her that molly
Have her talking bout she suck dick for a hobby

[Hook]
Who you with, who you with, who you with?
Who you with, who you with, who you with?
I’m with my click bitch, I’m with my click
I’m with my click bitch, I’m with my click
Who you with, who you with, who you with?
Who you with, who you with, who you with?
I’m with my click bitch, I’m with my click
I’m with my click bitch, I’m with my click.

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