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What It Izzz (feat. Aydon) Video (MV)




Performed By: Peter Kings
Language: English
Length: 3:22
Written by: Peter Reyes, Danniel Flores




Peter Kings - What It Izzz (feat. Aydon) Lyrics
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Aydon, where the f*ck you at
Come through homie, you know I need you for this one
It's Gametime
You know what the f*ck it is bitch
No I don't really care what y'all say about me, it just is what it is
(it just is what it is, it just- it just- it just is what it is)
Just long as you don't stare, don't you play about me it just is what it is
(it just is what it is, it just- it just- it just is what it is)
Ayo I'm cut throat
Aim at ya neck, something like blunt smoke
F*ck those haters said I wouldn't amount to much, damn I love those
Pessimistic thoughts, let 'em unfold
I done told everybody on this f*cking Earth that I ain't done hoe
Now lets rumble like it's Sunday night
Hella lights like it's Christmas night
I'm the type to win the fight
You Superman, I'm kryptonite
But ima let you live tonight cause I'm The Joker, you Dark Knight
I think that you need me in your life or else it's suicide
Got the squad with me, by any means this shit do or die
I leave you crucified, Lucifer couldn't move on I
Who knew a couple clowns throwing pies at me would just boost my pride
Shit lately I been f*cking with my haters, them f*cking guys
They keep it real with me I keep it real with them, no disguise
Notice I'm not the type to lie on this f*ckin' mic
And my rise gon be televised like I'm Iron Mike
Heavyweight champ, my records be bitin' ears bitch
No I don't really care what y'all say about me, it just is what it is
(it just is what it is, it just- it just- it just is what it is)
Just long as you don't stare, don't you play about me it just is what it is
(it just is what it is, it just- it just- it just is what it is)
Ayo wassup though
Bouta go and ball on you pussies like I'm Mutombo
Bossin' how I'm rockin' your socks off when I just flow
Poppin' off the top with the heaters off when I just smoke
Smokin' on a pack full of haters, boy this ain't just jokes, uh
You know I be totin' the rocket dawg when I lift off
Know you suckas mad and you jealous, got you all pissed off, uh
Cause I'm wavy and you ain't shit dawg
Mad I light her world up while you just keep her switched off, uh
I bring that tick tock, keep yo' heads ringin', sound the alarm when I pinball
Bouta run bull in the Bronx, she takin' trips home
When she make the hit on the call, that's plain and simple
Get my inspiration and got yo' feelings involved
No I ain't throwing no salt, that's just how shit go
Keepin' heat packed straight to ya dome just like a pistol
Keep cookin' methods up with the Clan cause we some crystals
No I don't really care what y'all say about me, it just is what it is
(it just is what it is, it just- it just- it just is what it is)
Just long as you don't stare, don't you play about me it just is what it is
(it just is what it is, it just- it just- it just is what it is)
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Aydon, where the f*ck you at
Come through homie, you know I need you for this one
It's Gametime
You know what the f*ck it is bitch
No I don't really care what y'all say about me, it just is what it is
(it just is what it is, it just- it just- it just is what it is)
Just long as you don't stare, don't you play about me it just is what it is
(it just is what it is, it just- it just- it just is what it is)
Ayo I'm cut throat
Aim at ya neck, something like blunt smoke
F*ck those haters said I wouldn't amount to much, damn I love those
Pessimistic thoughts, let 'em unfold
I done told everybody on this f*cking Earth that I ain't done hoe
Now lets rumble like it's Sunday night
Hella lights like it's Christmas night
I'm the type to win the fight
You Superman, I'm kryptonite
But ima let you live tonight cause I'm The Joker, you Dark Knight
I think that you need me in your life or else it's suicide
Got the squad with me, by any means this shit do or die
I leave you crucified, Lucifer couldn't move on I
Who knew a couple clowns throwing pies at me would just boost my pride
Shit lately I been f*cking with my haters, them f*cking guys
They keep it real with me I keep it real with them, no disguise
Notice I'm not the type to lie on this f*ckin' mic
And my rise gon be televised like I'm Iron Mike
Heavyweight champ, my records be bitin' ears bitch
No I don't really care what y'all say about me, it just is what it is
(it just is what it is, it just- it just- it just is what it is)
Just long as you don't stare, don't you play about me it just is what it is
(it just is what it is, it just- it just- it just is what it is)
Ayo wassup though
Bouta go and ball on you pussies like I'm Mutombo
Bossin' how I'm rockin' your socks off when I just flow
Poppin' off the top with the heaters off when I just smoke
Smokin' on a pack full of haters, boy this ain't just jokes, uh
You know I be totin' the rocket dawg when I lift off
Know you suckas mad and you jealous, got you all pissed off, uh
Cause I'm wavy and you ain't shit dawg
Mad I light her world up while you just keep her switched off, uh
I bring that tick tock, keep yo' heads ringin', sound the alarm when I pinball
Bouta run bull in the Bronx, she takin' trips home
When she make the hit on the call, that's plain and simple
Get my inspiration and got yo' feelings involved
No I ain't throwing no salt, that's just how shit go
Keepin' heat packed straight to ya dome just like a pistol
Keep cookin' methods up with the Clan cause we some crystals
No I don't really care what y'all say about me, it just is what it is
(it just is what it is, it just- it just- it just is what it is)
Just long as you don't stare, don't you play about me it just is what it is
(it just is what it is, it just- it just- it just is what it is)
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Writer: Peter Reyes, Danniel Flores
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