Field Mob (feat. Ciara) - So What

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So What

Field Mob (feat. Ciara)

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[Chorus: Ciara]

They say he do a little this

He do a little that

He always in trouble, and I heard

He ain't nothing but a pimp

He's done alot of chicks

He's always in the club

And they say he think he's slick

He got alot of chips

he's so messed up, I heard

He's been locked up

Find somebody else

He ain't nothing but a thug

So what 4x

[Verse 1: Field Mob]

And they say I'm a slut, I'm a ho, I'm a freak

I got a different girl every day of the week

You too smart You'd be a dummy to believe

That stuff that you heard

That they say about me

They say that im this

They said that im that

But all of it's fiction none of it's fact

But you don't be hearing that about your love

You let it go in one ear and out the other

Then he say, she say, they say, I heard

The beef fake, we can't let it get on our nerves

She miserable, she just want you to be

Like her miserey needs company

So don't listen to that vine of grapes

Theyre nothing but liars hating i bet

They wouldn't mind trading places

With you by my side in my Mercedes

[Chorus: Ciara]

They say he do a little this

He do a little that

He always in trouble, and I heard

He ain't nothing but a pimp

He done alot of chicks

He's always in the club

And they say he think he's slick

He got alot of chips

he so messed up, I heard

He's been locked up

Find somebody else

He ain't nothing but a thug

So what 4x

[Verse 2: Field Mob]

Mo' money Mo' problems

Life of a legend

Haters throw salt like rice at a wedding

So what, that's your cousin

That don't mean nothing

Her like missing in a tight of affection

You get, you just blind to the facts

See the lies, just obvious she cries for attention

You to the fine just supply your suspicions

But listen, say you love me

Gotta trust me

Why you stress this high school mess

Break up never, they just jealous

Drama from your mama, mean mug for your brother

I'm the author of the book nigga judge by the cover, yes

I-I been to jail, yes

I-I'm grinding for real and

I'm positive, they talking negative pimp

They hate to see you doing better then them, so

[Chorus: Ciara]

They say he do a little this

He do a little that

He always in trouble, and I heard

He ain't nothing but a pimp

He done alot of chicks

He's always in the club

And they say he think he's slick

He got alot of chips

he so messed up, I heard

He's been locked up

Find somebody else

He ain't nothing but a thug

So what 4x

[Hook: Ciara]

Some people don't like it

'Cause you hang out in the streets

But your my boyfriend

You've always been there for me

This love is serious

No matter what people think

I'm gon' be here for you

And I don't care what they say

Some people don't like it

'Cause you hang out in the streets

But your my boyfriend

You've always been there for me

I love the thug in ya

No matter what people think

I'm gon' be here for you

And I don't care what they say

[Chorus: Ciara]

He do a little this

He do a little that

He always in trouble, and I heard

He ain't nothing but a pimp

He done alot of chicks

He's always in the club

And they say he think he's slick

He got alot of chips

he so messed up, I heard

He's been locked up find somebody else

He ain't nothing but a thug

So what 4x