"Where Were You?" lyrics

"Where Were You?"

Guess who doesn't give a fuck?
They call me Mac, bitch

I heard they talking shit, I heard it straight from their girls mouth
At a party we were at in her house last night
Where were you dog? Where were you? (I dunno)
Where were you dog? Where were you? (not here)
Where were you? Where were you?
Where were you? Where were you?
I heard they talking shit, I heard it straight from their girls mouth
At a party I was chilling at in her house last night
Where were you dog? Where were you?
Where were you dog? Where were you?
We don't give a motherfuck
We don't give a motherfuck at all
Fuck man, fuck man, fuck man don't call back, they don't mean nothing
Kick the bitches the out condo, we gon' pack it up and go
I heard them pussy boys are talking, we gon' bring it to their door
I'm just creeping around with some pretty bitches through the city
They tell me I'm the illest, I say I already know, hoe

Crosshair on they girls face, no crosses 'round my neck
If ecstasy with assist then I'll name my whole team triple X
I don't fuck around with no rappers man, no fuck boys in my circle
My kush purple, my drink purple, her pussy purple, well, pink-purple
I don't talk shit, that is not my thing
Not a cloud in the sky but my team still reign
I'm just living on the edge but I have never paid my rent
And y'all still don't quite get the picture like little fingerprints on your lens, uh

Run it back to your whole crew
You gon' need the help man
I'm running back to your girls house
I think I left my belt there, just kidding, but seriously I'm not kidding
I heard you talking shit and she's the one who said it what's up?

I heard they talking shit, I heard it straight from their girls mouth
At a party I was chilling at in her house last night
Where were you dog? Where were you?
Where were you dog? Where were you?
Kick the bitches the out condo, we gon' pack it up and go
I heard them pussy boys are talking, we gon' bring it to their door
I'm just creeping around with some pretty bitches through the city
They tell me I'm the illest, I say I already know, hoe

We just partying with a different crowed
No fitted caps or darkies on
No sweaty bitches, no popping molly
We popping bottles 'til the early morning
They on one but we on two
They good now but we even better
Whole team screaming "Hail, Satan!". I just call that good weather
Tell 'em that I don't care, I got a ring inside my nose
Keep hanging like my long hair, like your girl put that in rows
No baggy pants on my team, slim fits and plaid shirts
No paper bags on my team, besides your team's princess
We don't fuck with movies if her face nice but her booty worn
We don't see you fakers like a motherfucking unicorn
We don't hear the gossip 'til your girl here and she talking 'bout it
None of our fucks have parents though, and we don't give a motherfuck, like

Bitches I'm the illest
Said, bitches I'm the illest
Bitches I'm the illest
Said, bitches I'm the illest
I'm just creeping around with some pretty bitches in the city
They tell me I'm the illest, I say I already know, hoe


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