Fuh What? - Tech N9ne

Blah, blah, blah, bitch

Using bid’ness just to sit up on my dick

How I know is cause she asking for my Addie, Addie

When we at work, she hopin' that we both be chatty patties

Yeah?

Fuh what?

They want your number so they can call you

Fuh what?

Just to come over to cook for all you

Fuh what?

Thought she was thirsty and it was all true

Only business she want is hopin' you let her fall through

Fuh what?

They want your number so they can call you

Fuh what?

Just to come over to cook for all you

Fuh what?

Thought she was thirsty and it was all true

Only business she want is hopin' you let her fall through

Fuh what?

Givin' y’all the shout of the day

We celebrating, we no longer selling powder for pay

Though the ladies really wanna question without a delay

They beat around the bush instead of gettin' it out of the way

Come to my success, we yelling «Prost"(Prost!)

I can never blame the bitches wanting to get close

Cause this independent game, we make the most

That’s why all the ladies asking me «Can we get ghost?»

(Ghost!)

Then these ladies wanna fuck down

But they want us all to hush now

Instead of saying she wants her guts pounded, she think of everything to cut

'round it

I’ma just tell you to cut to the chase

You want the D, and you up for the taste

Lie and run away, got lots of people

They rushing for our way like fucking seagulls

Wanna see you after hours, to cut

But instead of steppin', like a coward, you stuck

Wanna come and make me chowder?

drink some Amaretto Sours?

Play that Absolute Power louder to fu-fu.

Fuh what?

They want your number so they can call you

Fuh what?

Just to come over to cook for all you

Fuh what?

Thought she was thirsty and it was all true

Only business she want is hopin' you let her fall through

Fuh what?

They want your number so they can call you

Fuh what?

Just to come over to cook for all you

Fuh what?

Thought she was thirsty and it was all true

Only business she want is hopin' you let her fall through

Fuh what?

I ain’t with that phony shit

Stop acting like we got bid’ness when you wanted to only sit on thee dick

See me and passin' you, wanna see you wag your tail

Worse that can happen is me telling you «Take this bag of L’s»

Hate you had to fail, cause really it was on groom-watch

Havin' visions of you when I was livin' up in the Boondocks

Bringin' children up in the building, try’na consume shots

Blood-sucking bitches be the reason I keep my room locked

So keep a square bid’ness

The thing you really want from Tech Nine ain’t near bid’ness

They really quick to run up and offer you their digits

They got millionaire wishes

They want you to bare witness, to share kisses

Fuh what?

They want your number so they can call you

Fuh what?

Just to come over to cook for all you

Fuh what?

Thought she was thirsty and it was all true

Only business she want is hopin' you let her fall through

Fuh what?

They want your number so they can call you

Fuh what?

Just to come over to cook for all you

Fuh what?

Thought she was thirsty and it was all true

Only business she want is hopin' you let her fall through

Fuh what?

Ringin' my phone

Real late at night when my bitch is at home

I can’t believe it, this got me heated

How you gon' hit me this late 'bout a song

Bitch, watch your lip quick

Let us be realistic

If you come in fraudulent, you’ll never sit on this dick

She look at my Rollie

Barely even know me, wanna cook me some Bertolli

Question is: fuh what?

Answer is: to fuck!

Keep it real baby bubble

Burning bridges being a bitch

Watch out!

Tech N9ne!

And she’s on call, fuh what?

They want your number so they can call you

Just to come over to cook for all you

Thought she was thirsty and it was all true

Only business she want is hopin' you let her fall through