Where You At Ray J (Ft. The Game)

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Where you at? (I got it)
Where you at? (I got it)
Where you at? (I got it)
All my nigga's makin' money
Where you at? (where you at?)
Where you at? (where you at?)
Where you at? (where you at?)
All my bitches makin' money
Where you at?
My cherry red shirt and my Anaheim fitted (in my)
My cherry red shirt and my Anaheim fitted (in my)
My cherry red shirt and my Anaheim fitted
Nigga throwin' up the beat, baby came to get with it

Soon as I got a meal, I got a zone
Got a couple cribs, all brand new homes
Smokin' and poppin' pills, it's how we goin'
My cherry red shirt in the club gettin' loaded
Bitch I'm a baller, but I ain't hopin'
I'm up the courts in a view so movin'
And we can confirm that (with the whole west coast)
'Cause my nigga DJ Quik brought this beat funk music

Where you at? (I got it)
Where you at? (I got it)
Where you at? (I got it)
All my nigga's makin' money
Where you at? (where you at?)
Where you at? (where you at?)
Where you at? (where you at?)
All my bitches makin' money
Where you at?
My cherry red shirt and my Anaheim fitted (in my)
My cherry red shirt and my Anaheim fitted (in my)
My cherry red shirt and my Anaheim fitted
Nigga throwin' up the beat, baby came to get with it

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