Kanye West - Where You At? Lyrics
[Verse 1: Kanye West]Yeah, yeah - I used to front when I write songsTalk about havin ice on, and I could barely keep my lights onAnd my beats was so sick, I shoulda got a medicBut my credit was so pathetic I couldn't afford a debitWhen the dropout dropped, I had to cop me a money treeTo front on anybody who ever tried to front on meWith so much personality, what do you want from me?I could be by myself and enjoy the companyMy life, this year, my career, is the LordBad chick, this award, is for Melissa FordNinety-four I could only afford this AccordFrom the home of gangbangin and we all outdoorsSouthside, outside, Westside, let's rideEastside, right B-Side, Lakeshore DriveAnd I'm (and I'm) Chi-Town's finestWhere you at? The whole city behind us[Chorus: Kanye West]Where you at? The whole city behind usWhere you at? The whole city behind usSouthside, outside, Westside, let's rideWhere you at? The whole city behind us[Verse 2: Ludacris]It ain't nuttin to it but to do it! I came hereto shut the place down 'til my body stops pumpin red fluidA-Town I've been through it! And we steady gettin testedBut ready to fill your bubble when we put the lead to itOut West they still bangin, up top it's really gullyDown South we get buck and turn hearts to Silly PuttyLudacris I got silly money - you got jokes?I'll be laughin all the way to the bank - now that's really funny!Big city bright lights - and many pity cause we like fightsMay be long days but it's fright nightsLiving out the night life - and people asking 'Where You At?'Not the club; I stay in the get right!Hotlanta home of the booties and the really tight skirtsWhere if somebody moves then somebody gets hurt!From Decatur down to CP, and EPAdamsville to the battlefield it's D.T.P.[Chorus][Verse 3: The Game]It's Compton's prodigyObviously I'm from the home of hydraulicsWhere they tie bandanas around the steerin collar'Nuff Impalas in to get hollaWe fightin pitbulls and RottweilersIn the projects the objective is make dollars'Where You At?' It ain't a problem to get it there by tomorrowCause I got a female friend, with frequent flier mileageI ain't never been to college got the IQ of a Rhodes ScholarIf you follow G-Unit throw up your dubs and yell hollaTo all the Y.G.'s in khakis and white teesWith And 1's in every colour like Ice-TI might be the city of Compton's right kneeThe way I paint pictures with these hip-hop scripturesPay attention while The Game shine like a prismGlisten, show you how canaries can alter one's visionNot to mention I am Dr. Dre christened on behalfof Luda and Kan-Yeezie, I'm gon' breathe easy[Chorus] - repeat 2X
