Woorden: Amanda Perez. Angel. Where You At.
Uhh where you at huh? Where you at huh?
Uhh where you at huh? Where you at huh?
Since the age of eleven
Stayed in my room twenty-four seven
Yeah I stayed in da lab with a pen and a pad
'Cause music was all I had
So God gifted my music God be gifting
Yeah they be tripin' on all the music that I be mixin'
It can be Hip Hop or R and B yeah I can rap the mic you see
Got any questions go head and give me a ring
I can make a beat for you in ten minutes or less
I'm the best and I'll have you stress go ahead and give me a test
'Cause it's right here I guarentee that I can prove it
I don't need no one to make my music 'cause I write it produce it
And to those who had money but wouldn't bring me up
Now you stuck so can you tell me what, what, what tell me what
Now what, where you at?
Now what, where you at?
Now what, where you at?
I'm right in the front you way too back
Now what, where you at?
Now what, where you at?
Now what, where you at?
Huh huh where you at?
Now what, where you at?
Now what, where you at?
Now what, where you at?
I'm right in the front you way too back
Now what, where you at?
Now what, where you at?
Now what, where you at?
Huh huh where you at?
Now what, where you at?
Now what, where you at?
Now what, where you at?
I'm right in the front you way too back
Now what, where you at?
Now what, where you at?
Now what, where you at?
Huh huh where you at?
See everything I do is with my blood, sweat and tears
Give you what I feel make you love what you hear
There ain't one in this world would ever bring me down
Five years from now still be in town breaking it down
Nothing but grand material bump this shit in your sterio
Got you wanting sterical 'cause my shit so lyrical
To all the men who said they put my foot in the door
Just took my music now it's me that they ignore
Tell that everyone in the game, they didn't know what wasn't so
They told me I was worth much, much more
They said I deserve my big chance so I signed that contract
Now I'm set ten years in advance
To those who didn't give a suck I wish you luck
Now can you please tell me what, what, what tell me what
Now what, where you at?
Now what, where you at?
Now what, where you at?
I'm right in the front you way too back
Now what, where you at?
Now what, where you at?
Now what, where you at?
Huh huh where you at?
Now what, where you at?
Now what, where you at?
Now what, where you at?
I'm right in the front you way too back
Now what, where you at?
Now what, where you at?
Now what, where you at?
Huh huh where you at?
Uhh where you at huh? Where you at huh?
Since the age of eleven
Stayed in my room twenty-four seven
Yeah I stayed in da lab with a pen and a pad
'Cause music was all I had
So God gifted my music God be gifting
Yeah they be tripin' on all the music that I be mixin'
It can be Hip Hop or R and B yeah I can rap the mic you see
Got any questions go head and give me a ring
I can make a beat for you in ten minutes or less
I'm the best and I'll have you stress go ahead and give me a test
'Cause it's right here I guarentee that I can prove it
I don't need no one to make my music 'cause I write it produce it
And to those who had money but wouldn't bring me up
Now you stuck so can you tell me what, what, what tell me what
Now what, where you at?
Now what, where you at?
Now what, where you at?
I'm right in the front you way too back
Now what, where you at?
Now what, where you at?
Now what, where you at?
Huh huh where you at?
Now what, where you at?
Now what, where you at?
Now what, where you at?
I'm right in the front you way too back
Now what, where you at?
Now what, where you at?
Now what, where you at?
Huh huh where you at?
Now what, where you at?
Now what, where you at?
Now what, where you at?
I'm right in the front you way too back
Now what, where you at?
Now what, where you at?
Now what, where you at?
Huh huh where you at?
See everything I do is with my blood, sweat and tears
Give you what I feel make you love what you hear
There ain't one in this world would ever bring me down
Five years from now still be in town breaking it down
Nothing but grand material bump this shit in your sterio
Got you wanting sterical 'cause my shit so lyrical
To all the men who said they put my foot in the door
Just took my music now it's me that they ignore
Tell that everyone in the game, they didn't know what wasn't so
They told me I was worth much, much more
They said I deserve my big chance so I signed that contract
Now I'm set ten years in advance
To those who didn't give a suck I wish you luck
Now can you please tell me what, what, what tell me what
Now what, where you at?
Now what, where you at?
Now what, where you at?
I'm right in the front you way too back
Now what, where you at?
Now what, where you at?
Now what, where you at?
Huh huh where you at?
Now what, where you at?
Now what, where you at?
Now what, where you at?
I'm right in the front you way too back
Now what, where you at?
Now what, where you at?
Now what, where you at?
Huh huh where you at?
Perez, Amanda
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