Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Where You Been, artist - Clipse. Date of issue: 21.03.2005
Song language: English
Where You Been |
| «Where you been, you ain’t heard, got the word that I’m |
| That I’m so sin-cere» — |
| «Where you been» Pusha, «Where you been» Malice |
| «Where you been, wh-where you, where you been» |
| By the time the 5 pull up, every bitch look up |
| Million records sold nigga still selling cook up |
| Pusha, you know what the flow like |
| The hook-up, you know what that snow like |
| Got seven dwarves on the corner like I’m Snow White |
| Fuck, I’m married to the game, throw rice |
| Keep the heater on my waist for them cold nights |
| Protect my chain, chest lit like it’s Lite Brite |
| A horse is a horse, of course of course |
| 323 of 'em in that Porsche |
| Get a load of this, lifestyle of the rich |
| And I don’t even race her, I baby that bitch |
| Oh the mugging, oh so repugnant |
| I fly 'em in from London, who life redundant? |
| Not British BroadCast, this is Billionair-e |
| Boys Club, fuck the rocks, color canary — Clipse! |
| Cats ain’t got a clue as to what real cash is |
| Each of my neighbors is doctors and actors |
| They wanna know about the kid who hat backwards |
| Who backyard look like it’s a scene from The Masters |
| And what I know about a 9-iron |
| The only iron I know is the 9 I was firin' |
| Now everywhere I look it’s me they admirin' |
| 30 years in age, contemplating retirement |
| Could it be, the jewels or the drop |
| Crib so huge that I call it Camelot |
| Or could it be that 50 carat watch |
| Or me on the red carpet, cooling with Carrot Top |
| Trust me young’n, I will show you the meaning |
| In that Porsche 911, with the engine screaming |
| 50 grand don’t even feed my demons |
| My life like a fairytale, pinch me I’m dreaming |