So What-Lars Gullin

So What (PO Clean Edit) Field Mob Ft. Ciara Jazzy Pha, Field Mob, Ciara, Superstar DJ's here we go They say He do a little this, he do a little that, he always in trouble, and I heard He's nuthin' but a pimp, he's done a lot of chicks, he's always in the club, and they say He think he slick, he's got a lot of chips, he's sellin' them drugs, and I heard He's been locked up, find somebody else, he aint nuthin' but a thug so what, so what, so what, so what And they say I'm a slut, I'm a ho, I'm a freak I got a different girl everyday of the week You too smart you'd be a dummy to believe That stuff that you heard that they say about me They say that I'm this, they say that I'm that But all of it's fiction, none of it's fact But you don't be hearin' it about your lover You let it go in one ear and out the other Now he say, she say, they say, I heard If they fake we can't let it get on our nerves She miserable, she just want you to be Like her, misery needs company So don't listen to that vine of grapes, They're Nuthin' but liars hatin', And I bet They wouldn't mind tradin' places With you by my side in my mercedes They say He do a little this, he do a little that, he always in trouble, and I heard He's nuthin' but a pimp, he's done a lot of chicks, he's always in the club, and they say He think he slick, he's got a lot of chips, he's sellin' them drugs, and I heard He's been locked up, find somebody else, he aint nuthin' but a thug so what, so what, so what, so what Mo Money, Mo problems, life of a legend Haters throw salt like rice at a weddin' So what, that's your cousin, that don't mean nuthin' Her like missin' is a type of affection You get, you just blind to the facts See the lies just as obvious as cries for attention Yield to the blindness to apply your suspicion But listen, say you love me, gotta trust me Why you stress this high school mess? Break up never, they just jealous Drama from your mother, mean mug from your brother I'm that author of the book, they can judge from the cover Yes, I been to jail And yes, I'm grindin for real I'm a positive talkin' negative pimp They hate to see you doin' better than them so They say He do a little this, he do a little that, he always in trouble, and I heard He's nuthin' but a pimp, he's done a lot of chicks, he's always in the club, and they say He think he slick, he's got a lot of chips, he's sellin' them drugs, and I heard He's been locked up, find somebody else, he aint nuthin' but a thug so what, so what, so what, so what Ladies and Gentlemen, Ciara Some people don't like it Cuz you hang out in the street But you my boyfriend You've always been here for me This love is serious No matter what people think I'm gon be here for ya And I don't care what they say Some people don't like it Cuz you hang out in the street But you my boyfriend You've always been here for me I love the thug in ya No matter what people think I'm gon be here for ya And I dont care what they say They say He do a little this, he do a little that, he always in trouble, and I heard He's nuthin' but a pimp, he's done a lot of chicks, he's always in the club, and they say He think he slick, he's got a lot of chips, he's sellin' them drugs, and I heard He's been locked up, find somebody else, he aint nuthin' but a thug so what, so what, so what, so what