Lyrics to Wht U Done
It's what you done to me, I know I'm dreamin'
Three-hundred and sixty-five days, bitch, I miss you
Three-hundred and sixty-five days, can't live without you
It's what you done to me, I'ma change your mood sweet
Smokin' my weed just like a dread-head 'cause I'm Jamaican
Fuck around, we gon' take it, clutchin' down on my Uzi
I'm down bad, pick your head up, let's make a movie
Fucked a couple of groupies, you said you love me, you goofy
I'm parked out with my Rover, catch me outside
I'm smokin' with my gang, all we do is get high
Stop wastin' all my time, I'ma show you how to ball
Cruisin' down the road in my foreign red car (Yeah)
Thirty-one days, I'm silly, fifty-one days, I'm dreamin'
Slow down on that dope so you don't overdose
These niggas do the most, I'ma pull up in a Ghost
I'm one call away, we gon' get you out this ho
Get you out this ho, you don't know us, we gon' show it
I pick it up and blow it, chiefin' down a couple Os
White girl on my nose, see my chain, it lookin' froze
My old girl from the hood, but my new bitch straight from Vogue
G-Wagens, four-doors, smokin' Ls straight from Hell
I'm laughin' at you niggas like your name Kenan and Kel (Word)
I fill you up with shells, laughin' all the way to Wells
I shoot you down like Ricky, shotgun in the back of your feet
It's what you done to me, I know I'm dreamin'
Three-hundred and sixty-five days, bitch, I miss you
Three-hundred and sixty-five days, can't live without you
It's what you done to me, I'ma change your mood sweet
Smokin' my weed just like a dread-head 'cause I'm Jamaican
Fuck around, we gon' take it, clutchin' down on my Uzi
I'm down bad, pick your head up, let's make a movie
Fucked a couple of groupies, you said you love me, you goofy
Three-hundred and sixty-five days, bitch, I miss you
Three-hundred and sixty-five days, can't live without you
It's what you done to me, I'ma change your mood sweet
Smokin' my weed just like a dread-head 'cause I'm Jamaican
Fuck around, we gon' take it, clutchin' down on my Uzi
I'm down bad, pick your head up, let's make a movie
Fucked a couple of groupies, you said you love me, you goofy
I'm parked out with my Rover, catch me outside
I'm smokin' with my gang, all we do is get high
Stop wastin' all my time, I'ma show you how to ball
Cruisin' down the road in my foreign red car (Yeah)
Thirty-one days, I'm silly, fifty-one days, I'm dreamin'
Slow down on that dope so you don't overdose
These niggas do the most, I'ma pull up in a Ghost
I'm one call away, we gon' get you out this ho
Get you out this ho, you don't know us, we gon' show it
I pick it up and blow it, chiefin' down a couple Os
White girl on my nose, see my chain, it lookin' froze
My old girl from the hood, but my new bitch straight from Vogue
G-Wagens, four-doors, smokin' Ls straight from Hell
I'm laughin' at you niggas like your name Kenan and Kel (Word)
I fill you up with shells, laughin' all the way to Wells
I shoot you down like Ricky, shotgun in the back of your feet
It's what you done to me, I know I'm dreamin'
Three-hundred and sixty-five days, bitch, I miss you
Three-hundred and sixty-five days, can't live without you
It's what you done to me, I'ma change your mood sweet
Smokin' my weed just like a dread-head 'cause I'm Jamaican
Fuck around, we gon' take it, clutchin' down on my Uzi
I'm down bad, pick your head up, let's make a movie
Fucked a couple of groupies, you said you love me, you goofy
