Lamar Llens & Keise on Da Track - 99 & the 2000 Lyrics

Yeah
Keise on da Track
These are the facts

(LAMAR)

I see you working hard on ya grind
Yeah you tryna get it
I know you tired of n****s all the time tryna hit it
Ya ex still tryna visit
You ain't f*cking wit it
You want that change yo life dick, well come & get it
Come on and

(Walk it like a, shake it like a
Bounce it like a, twerk like a
Walk it like a, shake it like a
Bounce it like a, twerk like a)

I can tell you had a few cups
But not too much
You still classy wit it
But still nasty wit it
(Hold up)

I see you working hard for the money tryna cop u a Benz
F*cking wit the wrong n****s they been blocking ya wins
Got her own shit she don't need him for his ends
Own bottles own section yeah, go best friend
Came a long ass way & got a ways to go
Everybody can't touch mama ain't raise a hoe
Her ex broke but he still tryna play her close
Ain't got time for it she ain't captain save a bro
She on her own time flossing
Spent a hour in the closet
Yeah I want a hot girl if u ain't that bih get off me
Broke n****s, make her nauseous
Only lessons never losses
In her face they be cautious
When she leave she the topic
Hold up

Girl this ya moment
F*ck it up make me want it
Drop a bag on a bih
Take it all I insist
Yea yea

(Walk it like a, shake it like a
Bounce it like a, twerk like a
Walk it like a, shake it like a
Bounce it like a, twerk like a)

I see you working hard on ya grind
Yeah you tryna get it
I know you tired of n****s all the time tryna hit it
Ya ex still tryna visit
You ain't f*cking wit it
You want that change yo life dick, well come & get it
Come on and

(Walk it like a, shake it like a
Bounce it like a, twerk like a
Walk it like a, shake it like a
Bounce it like a, twerk like a)

You had a few cups
But not too much
You still classy wit it
But still nasty wit it
(Hold up)

This 1 for Lisa, Aisha, Danielle & her friends
Tamika & Keisha, Mariah & Kim
I love y'all broads
(No disrespect 2 my dogs)
But I love y'all broads
(Yeah I love y'all broads)
And you don't need him 2 call
You got enough on ya plate
Own crib, own money & got mo' in the safe
And tell ya weak ass baby daddy he ain't shit
You pay for every f*cking thang
And don't complain one bit
Now gon and

(Walk it like a, shake it like a
Bounce it like a, twerk like a
Walk it like a, shake it like a
Bounce it like a, twerk like a)

Keep going
Gon f*ck it up, gon f*ck it up, f*ck it up
Gon f*ck it up, gon f*ck it up
I can tell you had a few cups
But not too much
You still classy wit it
But still nasty wit it
(Hold up)

I see you working hard on ya grind
Yeah you tryna get it
I know you tired of n****s all the time tryna hit it
Ya ex still tryna visit
You ain't f*cking wit it
You want that change yo life dick, well come & get it
Come on and

(Walk it like a, shake it like a
Bounce it like a, twerk like a
Walk it like a, shake it like a
Bounce it like a, twerk like a)

I can tell you had a few cups
But not too much
You still classy wit it
But still nasty wit it
(Hold up)

Girl this ya moment
F*ck it up make me want it
Drop a bag on a bih
Take it all I insist
Yea yea
Girl this ya moment
F*ck it up make me want it
Drop a bag on a bih
Take it all I insist
Yea yea
Take it all