Witcha Lookin' Ass (f/ Ludacris) Lyrics - Eightball & Mjg

Yo' lookin ass 

Yeah 

Open my mind, look, tell me what you see 

Hurt, pain, that I gained from the streets 

It's a dirty game, but it won't change me 

'Cause I don't like 

Hollywood niggaz who like to act fly 

Your flows don't impress me, I ain't gon' lie 

You know who the best be, that be I 

We can, take it, straight to the streets dog 

Everybody gon' run when the heat go 

Like rain through ya big-body window 

You didn't know? Yo 

Wait a minute, I roll with the slab dog J-Core 

Eight Ways, P-Tab y'all 

You can call me, Fat Boy or Big Ball 

Whatever dawg 

Shit! Witcha lookin' ass, so fly 

(So fly) 

That's why we stake so high 

(So high) 

And when we ridin' by 

(Go by) 

All the hoes just stop 

Shit! Witcha lookin' ass, oh no 

(Oh no) 

Big 'lacs Ca-price on gold 

(On gold) 

That's how them gangstas roll 

(We roll) 

All the hoes just stop 

Shit! Witcha lookin' ass 

Yo, I got heat like sunrays 

Burn everything up in the whole place 

Wanna say somethin' to me, say it to my face 

Aye aye 

Yo, will the girls get crunk when I get the mic 

Will the niggaz get buck enough to start a fight 

I don't know, but I know my flow's so tight 

You know I'm right 

Hold up, I'm a ghetto superstar you know 

Everywhere we go, they know who we are, you know 

You can catch a player chillin' at the bar, you know 

I'ma be like whoa 

Fulla Grey Goose, all in a chick face 

Pretty face, big hips, with a little waist 

Wanna see if I can take her to my new place 

What's the deal 

Shit! Witcha lookin' ass, so fly 

(So fly) 

That's why we stake so high 

(So high) 

And when we ridin' by 

(Go by) 

All the hoes just stop 

Shit! Witcha lookin' ass, oh no 

(Oh no) 

Big 'lacs Ca-price on gold 

(On gold) 

That's how them gangstas roll 

(We roll) 

All the hoes just stop 

Shit! Witcha lookin' ass 

Whattcha lookin' at 

Witcha lookin' ass? 

Whattcha lookin' at 

(Huh?) 

Witcha lookin' ass? 

Whattcha lookin' at 

(What?) 

Witcha lookin' ass? 

Whattcha lookin' at 

(Huh?) 

Witcha lookin' ass? 

Whattcha lookin' at 

(What?) 

Witcha lookin' ass? 

Whattcha lookin' at 

(Huh?) 

Witcha lookin' ass? 

Whattcha lookin' at 

(Huh? What?) 

Witcha lookin' ass? 

Whattcha lookin' at 

(Huh?) 

Witcha lookin' ass? 

Lemme see ya put ya hands in the air mayne 

So high, got me lookin' out for airplanes 

When it come to this, I'ma do the damn thang 

Mayne 

Lemme see ya getcha hands in the air y'all 

Ain't but the square niggaz on the wall 

Who want a lyrical brawl with the Big Ball 

I don't think so, yo, yo 

Lemme see ya put ya hands in the sky whodi 

Get crunk if ya wanna get high whodi 

If you do then you know you my whodi 

I'm tell you like this 

We got it goin' real on all night long 

Full of Patrone in my Sean John shit y'all 

Eightball, Ludacris on the same song 

We gonna keep it goin' on and on and on 

Shit! Witcha lookin' ass, so fly 

(So fly) 

That's why we stake so high 

(So high) 

And when we ridin' by 

(Go by) 

All the hoes just stop 

Shit! Witcha lookin' ass, oh no 

(Oh no) 

Big 'lacs Ca-price on gold 

(On gold) 

That's how them gangstas roll 

(We roll) 

All the hoes just stop 

Shit! Witcha lookin' ass 

Shit! Witcha lookin' ass, so fly 

(So fly) 

That's why we stake so high 

(So high) 

And when we ridin' by 

(Go by) 

All the hoes just stop 

Shit! Witcha lookin' ass, oh no 

(Oh no) 

Big 'lacs Ca-price on gold 

(On gold) 

That's how them gangstas roll 

(We roll) 

All the hoes just stop 

Shit! Witcha lookin' ass 

Whattcha lookin' at 

Witcha lookin' ass? 

Whattcha lookin' at 

(Huh?) 

Witcha lookin' ass? 

Whattcha lookin' at 

(What?) 

Witcha lookin' ass? 

Whattcha lookin' at 

(Huh?) 

Witcha lookin' ass? 

Whattcha lookin' at 

(What?) 

Witcha lookin' ass? 

Whattcha lookin' at 

(Huh?) 

Witcha lookin' ass? 

Whattcha lookin' at 

(Huh? What?) 

Witcha lookin' ass? 

Whattcha lookin' at 

(Huh?) 

Witcha lookin' ass? 

Yeah mayne, I see you over there 

You and all them motherfuckers watchin' 

Heh, witcha lookin' ass, all them hater-ass niggaz 

I see you over there lookin', I see you over there watchin bitch 

Witcha lookin' ass, all you hoes, I see you over there lookin' 

When I file through the place 

With them players sittin' on them thangs 

I see you witcha lookin' ass