’Bout It Yung Joc (Ft. 3LW)
"’Bout It" by Yung Joc featuring 3LW is a hip-hop/R&B track released in 2006. The song explores themes of confidence, relationships, and living life to the fullest. Its catchy hooks and upbeat production give it an energetic vibe. The collaboration highlights a blend of rap and melodic vocals, contributing to its appeal in the mid-2000s party scene. #HipHop
[Intro]
(Shh, Kwamé did it)
Yuh (Yeah)
Y'all know what it is (Mmm)
It's homey Yung Joc, man
Block Entertainment (Uh-huh)
Bad Boy South (Let's go)
Aye, Kwamé (What up)
You hear 'em fizzle, boy
Let's go, step up
[Chorus: 3LW]
You think you know me
But you have no idea
Act like you 'bout it
Well let me put this in your ear
If you really 'bout it
Do it like a boss like you don't care
If you 'bout it, I don't doubt it
Show me that you sho'nuff 'bout it, 'bout it
[Verse 1: Yung Joc]
I get mine off top cause the hustle don't stop
If your girl don't chew, then my name ain't Joc
The money don't flip, then the block ain't hot
If she don't scream your name, then your game just shot
I gotta couple reasons you can call me the boss
I'll drop a couple stacks and watch your ass get lost
Now, Joc a real bet, shorty best believe that
If you ain't ride or die, bring them car keys back
Take your foot off the brake, baby, gon' ride out
If them suckers wanna hate, put 'em in time out
I get that cake and you'll soon find out
If you ever cross me, you'll get crossed out
(Shh, Kwamé did it)
Yuh (Yeah)
Y'all know what it is (Mmm)
It's homey Yung Joc, man
Block Entertainment (Uh-huh)
Bad Boy South (Let's go)
Aye, Kwamé (What up)
You hear 'em fizzle, boy
Let's go, step up
[Chorus: 3LW]
You think you know me
But you have no idea
Act like you 'bout it
Well let me put this in your ear
If you really 'bout it
Do it like a boss like you don't care
If you 'bout it, I don't doubt it
Show me that you sho'nuff 'bout it, 'bout it
[Verse 1: Yung Joc]
I get mine off top cause the hustle don't stop
If your girl don't chew, then my name ain't Joc
The money don't flip, then the block ain't hot
If she don't scream your name, then your game just shot
I gotta couple reasons you can call me the boss
I'll drop a couple stacks and watch your ass get lost
Now, Joc a real bet, shorty best believe that
If you ain't ride or die, bring them car keys back
Take your foot off the brake, baby, gon' ride out
If them suckers wanna hate, put 'em in time out
I get that cake and you'll soon find out
If you ever cross me, you'll get crossed out
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