Where You At - Joe

Where you at?

Where you at?

Where you at?

Baby, where you at?

Baby, where you at?

Baby, where you at?

Baby, where you at?

Every word to touch you down;

it’s playin' in my head

Like a Scarface crime scene, ain’t no bringin' it back

Those tears didn’t mean much then, but now I know

That you said you don’t feel it;

the wind starts to get cold

(Only) she’s a woman;

like a car, I replace it

(Mostly) I wonder if she saw this bullet comin' like this

(Only) words that I can hear in my ear

It’s the gesture, you gon' see this soon as you plannin' in the field

(Baby, where you at?) Ain’t no sittin' on my pillow case no more

(Baby, where you at?) I just recognize I’m livin' life alone

(Baby, where you at?) I just, I just wish you call me;

damn, this phone

(Baby, where you at?) That’s if I have four weeks

My whole life just flashed before me

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, how foolish could I be?

Wild as can be

(Never) never fear bein' humble (humble)

Got in and out to face my fear

May never have a choice again

To be honest with that one that was loyal to me

God really has his ways of talking you off that stage

(Only) she’s a woman;

like a car, I replace it

(Mostly) I wonder if she saw this bullet comin' like this

(Only) words that I can hear in my ear

It’s the gesture — you gon' see this soon as you plannin' in the field

They say you never know what you have until you lose it

You promise your girl somethin', you better do it

You can’t tell a women you love her, are you stupid?

Words don’t express your love;

you gotta prove it

Back then our relationship was the truest

Romance, slow dance to Joe music

As the time went on, I became foolish

Now you’re gone, everything ruined

But, girl, this is Papoose

I’m on your favorite track

I know your friend’s in your ear, but, baby, come back

And I never let you down, so later for that

I told you I was gon' make it;

I’m the savior of rap

And I work hard;

you don’t gotta cater for Pap

I tie my own doo rag, lay back and relax

You don’t even gotta accept my apology

But I’m man enough to admit it;

acknowledge me

Oh!

Oh!

Baby!

If any one event, it was just like me

Oh!

Oh!

Babe!

Treat her like this wasn’t last week

Won’t you call, babe?

(Won't you call?) You know the song, babe

Girl, you know the song;

are you hearing me?

Damn, I regret running all overseas!