Price Tag - Where You At

Where you at lil bitch, I'm tryna throw hands
Knock yo ass out, right in front of all of your fans
Keep running yo mouth, knock your teeth all out on command
Beat you to the ground , watch how much your body withstands
I'm finally home but I'd rather cancel my plans
You talkin shit for months, I've been waiting long for my chance
Put some money up, but you better pay my advance
Have you wobbling around, make it lookin like a rain dance
I'll send the addy, meet me there and don't back out
I be moving so quick, I'll make your fatass pass out
I been waiting for my chance so that I can lay you flat out
Dropping hooks on your face, make you blackout before tapout
You musta thought that I was fake and I was phony
Man I live for this shit, but you keep flakin cause you're corny
You stuck behind a keyboard tryna show off for your homies
I'm the realest in these streets, don't be acting like you know me
When I met you I coulda sworn we was cool
Talkin shit and spittin game about the girls we all knew
Even though I'm one deep I thought that we could be a crew
Mackin hoes, spitting flows, off the drink and jammin screw
Turns out you been talkin behind my back
Saying I'm not Mexicano and that all my musics wack
You came straight from left field with all your lies and all your smack
I had pushed it to the side but I'm ready for attack
There's a reason why I keep my circle small
People actin like they're real, stab your back and watch you fall
Bitchass niggas of the earth is what you people should be called
You just hatin cause of envy and your jealous, you a fraud
Too bad your people can't read between the lines
They praise you like a god but they can't see through all your lies
You a clown, cleaning floors and washing windows to get by
You a snake, you a fake, time to show you your demise
Where you at lil bitch, I'm tryna throw hands
Knock yo ass out, right in front of all of your fans
Keep running yo mouth, knock your teeth all out on command
Beat you to the ground, watch how much your body withstands
I'm finally home but I'd rather cancel my plans
You talkin shit for months, I've been waiting long for my chance
Put some money up, but you better pay my advance
Have you wobbling around, make it lookin like a rain dance
I'll send the addy, meet me there and don't back out
I be moving so quick, I'll make your fatass pass out
I been waiting for my chance so that I can lay you flat out
Dropping hooks on your face, make you blackout before tapout
You musta thought that I was fake and I was phony
Man I live for this shit, but you keep flakin cause you're corny
You stuck behind a keyboard tryna show off for your homies
I'm the realest in these streets, don't be acting like you know me
You started hatin cause I can rhyme better
How you gonna hate a man that's just chasing after cheddar
You and your homies mad at me cause I'm an original player
Round 1, 2, bust in your dream girls lair
Oops, I didn't mean to take your girl
Got her squirting on me as I suck her pussy pearls
You just mad cause she threw it back hard and made it twirl
You can tell it made them mad and got them on their fuckin nerves
I didn't think that this was just a competition
I was just livin life and steady chasing my ambitions
You started gossip like a bitch who's salty & addicted
Watching every move I make so you can fill up your prescription
Go ahead and write a post about my life
Tell your friends what you learned, as you stalkin my behind
Spend your day watching me, as Im going up my rise
Time to shut you up for good, best not back out from this fight
Where you at lil bitch, I'm tryna throw hands
Knock yo ass out, right in front of all of your fans
Keep running yo mouth, knock your teeth all out on command
Beat you to the ground, watch how much your body withstands
I'm finally home but I'd rather cancel my plans
You talkin shit for months, I've been waiting long for my chance
Put some money up, but you better pay my advance
Have you wobbling around, make it lookin like a rain dance
I'll send the addy, meet me there and don't back out
I be moving so quick, I'll make your fatass pass out
I been waiting for my chance so that I can lay you flat out
Dropping hooks on your face, make you blackout before tapout
You musta thought that I was fake and I was phony
Man I live for this shit, but you keep flakin cause you're corny
You stuck behind a keyboard tryna show off for your homies
I'm the realest in these streets, don't be acting like you know me

Written by:
JESSE LICHTMAN EVANS, THOMAS PRICE

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