3rd Flo - Why U Knockin' Me Lyrics

[Intro:]
Who Is It?
Who Is It?
Dem Heizman Booooyyyzz

[Hook:]
My flows on point
My clothes on point
My hoes on point
Bank rolls on point
So why u knockin me?
Why U Knockin' me? [x7]
Bitch who r u? nobody, Who r u? nobody [x2]
So why u knockin me?
Why U Knockin' me? [x7]

[Verse 1: Cap]
Do u know who i am? (cap)
Do u know wat i stand fo'?
Legs kinda strong but i still cant stand hoes
Whip open up 4rm da top like a can hoe
Cheese well put like magic so they call my ass orlando
Girls in defferent sizes, defferent colors cant u tell this?
Seem all togetha u might thank they look like trail mix
See me ridin clean so they hate, com and see me haterz
Freewheels got dem 26's lookin like som CD Players
F*ck Wat u bout' boy, f*ck wat u finna do'
I make this money spit out paper like a printer do
He so fresh, but he do it so easy
And he's forces so white, he must of bought dem hoes 4rm jeezy (Yeaaa)
Haterz rockin' stunna shades at night, yall cant see me
Poppin' off well have ya burnt, like a blank CD
Im pimpin', grab yo women
Cuz they timtin, on a mission
2 get in a playas limit, did i 4get 2 menchin dat?

[Hook:]
My flows on point
My clothes on point
My hoes on point
Bank rolls on point
So why u knockin me?
Why U Knockin' me? [x7]
Bitch who r u? nobody, Who r u? nobody [x2]
So why u knockin me?
Why U Knockin' me? [x7]

[Verse 2: D-Nell]
Naw naw niggas tryin 2 knock my flo'
F*ck that shit, bout' 2 grab my fo'
Chain on my neck got a bitch on pros
In da club every night i make it rain on hoe
Yea my clothes on point, bank rolls on point
Shawty got me hard so my dick on point
I got her 2 da crib and best believe she had dat don on point
So Nigga were it is (Shit) My nigga were it aint
I spent my time 2 grind, u spent ur time 2 hate
Datz why im stackin bread, u steady buyin bread
U see me shinin' hoe, it aint 4rm stitin' on my ass
So get ur shit 2getha and nigga make sum moves
U tryin 2 be a thug, bro u should of stayed in skool
I let my haterz be my motivaterz, risin like a escalater
Stayin on that hustle, caught dat nigga paper chasin
Money makin, nigga stackin paper, flow and pot
Rollin in da finest whip, stayin wit da badest dimes
So why u knockin on my game wit ur hatin ass
Im stayin on da money like a paid man & pads

[Hook:]
My flows on point
My clothes on point
My hoes on point
Bank rolls on point
So why u knockin me?
Why U Knockin' me? [x7]
Bitch who r u? nobody, Who r u? nobody [x2]
So why u knockin me?
Why U Knockin' me? [x7]

[Verse 3: D Ray]
U be hatin in its evident
Poppin Is a relavent
Im strictly on some playa shit and fresher den a pepper mint
All about da presidents
Im only in a expensive shit
Tha badest hoes, tha freshest clothes yea ya boy ecuiped wit it
Yea ya boy growned up, still gotta sagin problem
Bank rolls got my back pocket like a apple bottem
Yea she got a apple bottem, and da bitch is choosin me
She alwayz tellin me da freaky shit she wanna do 2 me
All i can do its me, Im da man, Im da best
Gotta clean up after me thats how i know my flows a mess
Tha way im touchin people hard is like im playin open chest
Still gettin money even do i aint seen a check
Cuz i get money hoe, I spent money hoe
But u (Bet U), Aint gettin money hoe
And u (And U), Cant spend money hoe
I i i i i i get cheese

[Hook:]
My flows on point
My clothes on point
My hoes on point
Bank rolls on point
So why u knockin me?
Why U Knockin' me? [x7]
Bitch who r u? nobody, Who r u? nobody [x2]
So why u knockin me?
Why U Knockin' me? [x7]