So What (feat. Ciara)

Ladies and gentlemen

Jazzy Pha

Field Mob

Ciara

Superstar DJ's

Here we go

They say

He do a little this, he do a little that

He always in trouble (And I heard)

He ain't nothing but a pimp, he's done a lot of chicks

He's always in the club (And they say)

He think he slick, he's got a lot of chips

He's selling them drugs (And I heard)

He's been locked up, find somebody else

He ain't nothing but a thug

So what

So what

So what

So what

Hey, hey, and they say

I'm a slut, I'm a ho, I'm a freak

I got a different girl every day of the week

You too smart, you'd be a dummy to believe

That stuff that you heard that they say about me

They say that I'm this, they say that I'm that

But all of it's fiction, none of it's fact

But you don't be hearing it about your love

You let it go in one ear and out the other

Now he say she say, they say I heard

It be fake, we can't let it get on our nerves

She miserable

She just wants you to be like her

Misery needs company

So don't listen to that vine of grapes

They're nothing but liars hating, I bet

They wouldn't mind trading places

With you by my side in my Mercedes

They say

He do a little this, he do a little that

He always in trouble (And I heard)

He ain't nothing but a pimp, he's done a lot of chicks

He's always in the club (And they say)

He think he slick, he's got a lot of chips

He's selling them drugs (And I heard)

He's been locked up, find somebody else

He ain't nothing but a thug

So what

So what

So what

So what

More money, more problems

Life of a legend

Haters throw salt like rice at a wedding

So what, that's your cousin

That don't mean nothing

Her like missing a type of affection

You get, you just blind to the facts

See, the lies are just obvious cries for attention

Yield to the blindness, apply your suspicion

But listen, say you love me, gotta trust me

Why you stress this high school mess?

Break up never, they just jealous

Drama from your momma, mean mug from your brother

I'm the author of the book, they can judge from the cover

(Yes) I, I've been to jail

(And, yes) I'm grinding for real

And I'm positive at talking negative, pimp

They hate to see you doing better than them, so

They say

He do a little this, he do a little that

He always in trouble (And I heard)

He ain't nothing but a pimp, he's done a lot of chicks

He's always in the club (And they say)

He think he slick, he's got a lot of chips

He's selling them drugs (And I heard)

He's been locked up, find somebody else

He ain't nothing but a thug

So what

So what

So what

So what

Ladies and gentlemen

Ciara

Some people don't like it

'Cause you hang out in the streets

But you're my boyfriend

You've always been here for me

This love is serious

No matter what people think

I'm gonna be here for ya

And I don't care what they say

Some people don't like it

'Cause you hang out in the streets

But you're my boyfriend

You've always been here for me

I love the thug in ya

No matter what people think

I'm gonna be here for ya

And I don't care what

They say

He do a little this, he do a little that

He always in trouble (And I heard)

He ain't nothing but a pimp, he's done a lot of chicks

He's always in the club (And they say)

He think he slick, he's got a lot of chips

He's selling them drugs (And I heard)

He's been locked up, find somebody else

He ain't nothing but a thug

So what

So what

So what

So what