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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jeezy
Jeezy
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jay Jenkins
Jay Jenkins
Songwriter
Pierre DeJournette
Pierre DeJournette
Songwriter
Maurice Jordan
Maurice Jordan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
PD
PD
Producer
Daniel Watson
Daniel Watson
Recording Engineer
John Frye
John Frye
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Ooh, na, na, na
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah
[Verse 2]
So what? Yeah
So what? Yeah
So what? Yeah
So what? Yeah
So what? What else?
So what? What else?
So what? What else?
So what?
[Verse 3]
Girl, you fine as fuck
You say you got a man
So what?
And the pussy-ass **** ain't a fan
So what?
Designer belt holding up designer pants
So what?
Throwin' money, fuck bitches, diamonds dance
So what?
[Verse 4]
I'm don't like where this is going
Snow shining like it's wintertime
Operation Feed The Streets
Y'all let 'em know it's dinnertime
Next album, two classics
And I'm still the underdog
Yet my black ass stay shining like some ArmorAll
Talkin' candy-apple red but them seats be Peter Pan
Call me Jizzle Iron Chef
Can chef it up with either hand
Yeah, I got the answers
The Walt Disney of this trap shit
We keep it one hundred
The Isaac Newton of this trap shit
Rap **** acting funny
I ain't with the sucka shit
Balling in the street but still I shootout like it Rucker, bitch
All hail to the General
Salute me when you see me, ****
Or I'ma take your bitch and go and fuck her in Tahiti, ****
[Verse 5]
Girl, you fine as fuck
You say you got a man
So what?
And the pussy ass **** ain't a fan
So what?
Designer belt holding up designer pants
So what?
Make money, fuck bitches, diamonds dance
So what?
[Verse 6]
So what? Yeah
So what? Yeah
So what? Yeah
So what? Yeah
So what? What else?
So what? What else?
So what? What else?
So what? Yeah
[Verse 7]
Like, I ain't no psychiatrist but I know that walk is mean
Might just pull up, ply a bih, only if that pussy clean
Before you get your hopes up, I'm lying like a motherfucker
Treat me on my square
These **** trying like a motherfucker
Fucking with my band, a ****'ll play ya like a flute
When you know that barrel looking like a Ferragamo loop (So what?)
Jizzle in the pocket and the flow is unbelievable
They tryna be who you were and that shit is unachievable
****, do you know what this is?
Fuck all that hatin', just let a **** live
If you making money, then you making noise
This **** say he know me, that don't mean we boys
[Verse 8]
Girl, you fine as fuck
You say you got a man
So what?
And the pussy ass **** ain't a fan
So what?
Designer belt holding up designer pants
So what?
Make money, fuck bitches, diamonds dance
So what?
[Verse 9]
So what? Yeah
So what? Yeah
So what? Yeah
So what? Yeah
So what? Yeah
So what? What else?
So what? Yeah
So what? Yeah
The fuck you talking about?
So what ****?
Written by: Jay Jenkins, Maurice Jordan, Pierre DeJournette
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