• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• What Is It - Black Eyed Peas
• What Is It - Minutemen
• What Is It - Keith Sweat
• What Is It - Baby Bash
• What Is It - Webbie
• What Is It - Naturally 7
• What Is It - Funeral Oration
• What Is It - Baby Bash Ft Sean Kingston
• What Is It - Frontline

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
A freaky-dicky yo (All the time baby) -- (4x)
Uh, how you feelin y'all (I'm feelin fine) -- (4x)
A freaky-dicky yo (All the time baby) -- (2x)
Uh, how you feelin y'all (I'm feelin fine) -- (2x)
Yo, this is the way it's goin down
We come in compound releasin double-rounds in hound
Like Keith ?Senses? you defend techniques and on match
When I begin to draw back, cover up your cardiac
'Cause I'ma rush ya, when I penetrate feel the pressure
The critical perfectionist, rhythmic expressionist
We comin deadly y'all ever in
And you'll be scared to pick the mic up again
Lyrically you on the level of "Green, Eggs and Ham"
Your best bet is fold 'cause I gots a bigger hand
Plus I'm steppin like a monster so go-go and scram
You ain't experienced, you lucky if you ride the ambulance
'Cause when you dealin with fool Will is quite fatal
Shape-shiftin rubbers like Play Dough
Your rhymes are anal and we ain't got no time to play
No games, put the mic down, boy, try not to say no
More than rhymes 'cause you duplicate like Kinkos
You're a carbon copy with the wrinkles
You actin like a nigga that be rhymin in a Pringle commercial
But you can wear it in rehearsal
Chorus:
No need to front, that's what it is
I gotta get into you
Oh, I gotta show you what it is
Gotta get into you
Strong communicator called the Black Eyed Peas
Hard illustrator co-coordinate with ease
And duplicator crew, we put em all on freeze
Lock em in the cell, then throw away the keys
Another lost identity in disease
Entity with a so-called MC enemies
Will decrease when I step into your sceneries
Of course now you off course lost up in the source
I'm running out of time, this no time for no scrimmage
Aristorate the diamonds and replace it with the real image
Picture that, I know where I'm at
I know where I'm going and I'll be back
With a stronger impact lyrics be intact
Get you intoxicated when black attack
With the full-force pressure, hard to measure
On a rate, whack MC's won't prevail
On a dream of makin dream braggin about infrared beams
But it seems all they really pullin is pullin them schemes
I take it back to the essense of hip-hop
Never will I stop with my beat-box
Chorus
Can you feel it
Hmm, I gotta get into you
Oh, I'm gonna show you what it is
I wanna get into you
No need to front, that's what it is
I gotta get into you
No need to front, that's what it is
I wanna get into you

In your eyes I've seen it
In my silence it's heard
In a dream it lingers
In solitude it's known
In honesty I scream it
In panic I forget it
In desperation I need it
In time I lose it

So what is it about me, can you feel it tell me
Time you get nasty baby
Do you think you can handle this boy
Oh yeah..
It's crazy how i feel when you touch me girl
I get a feeling like no other so deep inside
Your body's driving me crazy
I like what you doing to me lady
Don't stop don't stop don't stop turning me on
Oh baby yeah..
What is it about me girl that you like
I like it when you call me 10 times in a day
And when we making love girl you let me do it my way
Don't stop baby don't stop you keep turning me on
I can't get enough of you baby
That's why i sing this song
What is about me boy that you like
Lady if you making love to your man tonight on this song
Going on and freak him freak him freak him freak him freak him
Man if you making love to girl tonight on this song
Going on and freak her..
What is it about me girl that you like

Featuring: Sean Kingston
Bash, tell me, what it do
Tell me, what it do, Kingston
(What is it)
What, what, what is it
Hey, hey, hey, hey
What is it
Let me see you go mama, go mama
What is it
Get your girls and pull on her show, mama
What is it
Get it on the floor and dip it low, mama
What is it, what, what, what is it, what is it
What is it
Let me see you go mama, go mama
What is it
Get your girls and pull on her show, mama
What is it
Get it on the floor and dip it low, mama
What is it, what, what, what is it, what is it
I'm a holler back, then I pop my collar back
Girl, I see that da, da, da, dunk, I want all of that, follow that
Train man, follow that caboose
Ain't nathin' in the world like some thick and some juicy
She going downtown 'cause her favorite DJ's spinnin'
I'm all up in the door, so I'm already winnin'
I got a lot of women, but I'm way too choosy
And then I love my cake, like that Ricky love Lucy
On some peanut butter leather, with the wood so grainy
It must be raining dollars 'cause she lookin' so gravy
Sophisticated lady, pop it to the end, what it do, what the busi'
Baby girl, tell me what's happenin', what's happenin'?
What is it
Let me see you go mama, go mama
What is it
Get your girls and pull on her show, mama
What is it
Get it on the floor and dip it low, mama
What is it, what, what, what is it, what is it
What is it
Let me see you go mama, go mama
What is it
Get your girls and pull on her show, mama
What is it
Get it on the floor and dip it low, mama
What is it, what, what, what is it, what is it
She move like she dancing on YouTube
The kind of chica that you really ain't used to
Dame lo, dame lo, mami, shoot through
In my ear, talkin' 'bout, I'm a do you
Everyone top-notch it, everybody watch it
Ain't no punk, when she pop, lock and drop it
Straight show stop it, watching me perform
Got the Cyclone ring-tone on the phone
I feel it on my body, baby girl, I'm in the zone
Must be the goose mixed with a little 'Tron
She make it happen, Cap'n, feelin' on me
We in the billin' and we feelin' like wee
What is it
Let me see you go mama, go mama
What is it
Get your girls and pull on her show, mama
What is it
Get it on the floor and dip it low, mama
What is it, what, what, what is it, what is it
What is it
Let me see you go mama, go mama
What is it
Get your girls and pull on her show, mama
What is it
Get it on the floor and dip it low, mama
What is it, what, what, what is it, what is it
What, da, da, dang?
What, da, da, dang? Hey
What, da, da, dang?
What, da, da, dang? Hey
What, da, da, dang?
What, da, da, dang? Hey
Listen to the sound, everybody go
(Go)
What, da, da, dang?
What, da, da, dang? Hey
What, da, da, dang?
What, da, da, dang? Hey
What, da, da, dang?
What, da, da, dang? Hey
Listen to the sound, everybody go
(Go)
What is it
Let me see you go mama, go mama
What is it
Get your girls and pull on her show, mama
What is it
Get it on the floor and dip it low, mama
What is it, what, what, what is it, what is it
What is it
Let me see you go mama, go mama
What is it
Get your girls and pull on her show, mama
What is it
Get it on the floor and dip it low, mama

(Oh) Girl give me that
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that
Girl give me that (pussy)
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that
Girl give me that (pussy)
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that there
Girl give me that pussy
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that
You know you want it
Girl don't act like you don't want it
Girl I want it just as bad as you do
And look see I can tell from this lil vibe
You got me feeling that you dig me
Boo I'm digging you too
You wanna be one of the chosen few
Then gon jig up in this motherfucker
Maybe me and you can do it big up in this motherfucker
Sit you in a crib where you can chill
Don't have to move a muscle
Give you some be good now you be good
Daddy gon hustle
Come here let me Whisper in your ear
I gotta tell you something
Listening to this song kinda make a nigga want something
Did some daydreaming
Now I'm fiending like I'm on something
Girl don't hold it from me
Cause right now I'll be don strong on ya
I ain't the type to ruin your life
By running game and throwing your dreams
Get in your brain suit your game
Ease your pain and show you things
Sit you on some leather seats while blowing green
And switching lanes
Girl stop playing games let me beat it out the frame
Girl give me that pussy
Girl give me that
Girl give me girl give me that there
She five foot seven a hundred and thirty nine pounds
Thirty six twenty four thirty eight pretty fine brown
Bad lil broad I ain't seen her in a minute
Since the All-Star game and I'm still tryin to hit it
Got a baby for this nigga that I used to sell things
He caught a fed case and he ain't leave her no change
She sold all his jewels she sold all his cars
Now she dancing in the shaker club stripping for the stars
Sliding down the pole slow drop it to a split
Pussy popping on a handstand man she the shit
She still looking tight though
Still built right though
Run my game right and after the club
She might go back to the telly with me
Shake her jelly with me
Let my people bust on her face and her belly with me
I got Lil Webbie with me and he ain't hating
We some players in this bitch so baby stop hesitating
Girl give me that pussy
Girl give me that
Girl give me girl give me that there
Now I can tell from your size that that pussy is fire
So I'm here and willing to give you whatever it require
For you to lay down on your back and then open your thighs
Long sharp deep and wide have you rolling your eyes
You a big fine horse I had no choice but to try it
Look like it's worth a couple g's but ain't some shit I buy
Let me whisper in your ear again I ain't gon lie
I might share a lil meal just don't tell nobody
Look you know you want it
Girl don't act like you don't want it
Girl you want it just as bad as I do
But check this out
You gon be wishing that you been gave me your number
By the time I finish rumbling with you
Wop, Wop get loose, let's take this shit to the room
And you just keep yourself excited til we get to the room
Cuz I've been rocked up since I met you
I'm ready to give you the blues
Don't stunt now take off your shoes
Don't act confused you know what time it is
Girl give me that pussy
Girl give me that

Excuse me (How you feel)
I really want to know is this a new thing?
(So what's the deal)
That's all up in my soul
They say there's nothing
(we keep it real)
New under the sun
So tell me what is it
What is it What is it now
(What - what - what – what)
Can't stop (now) won't stop (uh, uh)
This love affair I'm in
(so what you sayin' Jay)
Can't lose ... Must use (that's right)
This gift he's blessed me with
(so can you feel this?)
Can you feel this vocal swing
(So put your music where your mouth is)
Yes, yes yall and youdon't stop
It could be Jazz R&B; Gospel Funk or Pop
(It goes on and on and on and on)
I like to taste my music naturally
(uh, huh, that's right)
My baby said sounds like a band to me
(we keep it thight)
Is it a dream inside reality
(Can't stop the love)
I'm addicted to the music (alright)
And I don't need no band to prove it
(Now feel the flow)
Excuse me (How you feel)
I really want to know is this a new thing?
(So what's the deal)
That's all up in my soul
They say there's nothing
(we keep it real)
New under the sun
So tell me what is it
What is it What is it now
(What - what - what – what)
The moods right (yea)
The grooves tight (that's right)
Do you know what this is
Is it Do-Wop (Hip Hop) Is it Be-Bop?
(Don't stop)
All I know is that it makes me move
(So put your music where your mouth is)
Yes, yes yall and you don't stop
It could be Jazz R&B; Gospel Funk or Pop
(It goes on and on and on and on)
I like to taste my music naturally
(uh, huh, that's right)
My baby said sounds like a band to me
(we keep it thight)
Is it a dream inside reality
(Can't stop the love)
I'm addicted to the music (alright)
And I don't need no band to prove it
(Now feel the flow)
What is it Was ist das
I want to know
What is it Was ist das
It sounds good yea But what is it
It sounds good yea But I want to know
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh, Oh
MMM ... The rhythm was empty till we started to flow
Except a snare and a hi hat built for an intro
Bam! If you can bring it
We can sing it(what you want)
If it's jazzy (then we'll swing it)
If it's classy (then we'll flip it)
From Bronx to Berlin
Where we from where we been (original)
The non-instrumental got you hooked like Saccharin
But it's sweeter like that
It's got you hype, it's got you jumpin'
Ya moving naturally
But can I ask you somethin'
Excuse me (How you feel)
I really want to know is this a new thing
(So what's the deal)
That's all up in my soul
They say there's nothing
(we keep it real)
New under the sun
So tell me what is it
What is it What is it now
(What - what - what – what)
Was ist das
Qu'est-ce que c'est
Permiso, un minutos por favor

Well here again I strike the lucky
So you're the one that's gonna make me happy
But everytime we go downtown
I see the way you look around
It makes me wonder what I really found
It's that you don't think the way I do
But, I need someone too
I hate it when you say you're undecided
And your heart's divided
If you give me nothing
What am I supposed to do
I'm more cynical than before
I'm not a little kid no more
My feet on the ground
I am not wrapped around your fingers
Hey hey hey
So what is it you're gonna do
There are times you come on easy
And there are times it's just impossible
To reach you
And now it's just a matter of time
And you'll vanish from my mind

Bash , Bash
Tell me what a do
Tell me what a dooo
Kingston
wa wa what is that wa wa what is that
what is that what is that
[Sean Kingston] x2
Lemme see ya go mamma go mamma [What is that]
Get your girls and put on a show mamma [What is that]
Get it on the floor dip it low
mamma [What is that (wha wha) what is that what is that what is that]
[Baby Bash]
I'm a holla back when I pop my collar back
Girl I see that dunka dun dunk I want all of dat
Follow dat train mane follow that caboosie
Ain't nathin in the world like some thick and some juicy
She goin downtown cuz her favorite DJ's spinnin
I'm all up in the dough so I'm already winnin
I got a lotta women but I'm way too choosy
And man I love my cake like that Ricky love Lucy
On some peanutbutter leather with the wood so grainy
It must be rainin dollars cuz she's lookin so gravy
Sophisticated lady poppin till the end what it do what it is
Baby girl tell me what's hannenin
[Sean Kingston] x2
Lemme see ya go mamma go mamma [What is that]
Get your girls and put on a show mamma [What is that]
Get it on the floor dip it low mamma
[What is that(wha wha) what is that what is that what is that]
[Baby Bash]
She move like she dancing on youtube [eh]
The kinda chica I bet you really ain't used to [eh]
Dame lo dame lo momma shoot through [eh]
In my ear talkin bout Imma do you [eh]
Everyone top notchin, everybody watchin
Ain't no punk when she pop lock and drop it
Straight show stoppin watchin me perform
Got the cyclone ringtone on the phone
I'm feelin on my body baby girl I'm in the zone
Must be the goose mixed with a lil trone trone
She make it happin cappin feelin on me
We in the bentley and we feelin like yeee
[Sean Kingston] x2
Lemme see ya go mamma go mamma [What is that]
Get your girls and put on a show mamma [What is that]
Get it on the floor dip it low mamma
[What is that(wha wha) what is that what is that what is that]
[Baby bash]
wa da da thang wa da da thang hey
wa da da thang wa da da thang hey wa da da thang

(feat. E-A-Ski)
[E-A-Ski]
E-A-Ski CMT Frontline
Yeah Locksmith, Left, What is it Homie
MTV Battle y'all some God damn cheaters man
But that's all right it's nothing personal
We just gone spit at you a lil bit, Let's Get it crackin Lock
[Locksmith aka Blind Fury]
Now what do we have here a new kid reppin the bay
Making a name niggaz wanna step in the way
All of the bullshit and the stress in the way
It's enough to make you wanna get a weapon and spray
Give me the beef I'm happy to chew it
But understand I'ma man if we have to dispute it
We can take it to a battle and do it
I ain't a pussy main don't sweat vaginal fluid
But some of you fake dudes wanna start wit me
Like I ain't got no muthafuckin heart in me
If I offendin you nigga pardon me
But I don't think you really wanna a part of me
My skin is thick my blood is froze
You can look into the area above my nose
Ya see I don't fuck around wit songs
Til I'm buried in the muthafuckin ground and gone
[Chorus]
What is it?
Whatever you might want it to be
What is it?
Why you wanna hate on me
What is it?
I ain't even trippin dog
What is it?
I'ma show ya how to ball [x2]
[Left]
I'ma quarterback like Rich Gannon main
And I don't do a damn thang but throw ya game
All that back talk man you should be shamed
I thought we left them thangs to mess wit dames
But dudes wanna chit chat dudes wanna gossip
Talk the talk but afraid to walk it
Since we been on tv I guess that we targets
Open to the bad guys you know who you are
People wanna hate the day because I say
That I represent the Lou in front of the bay
Ya'll made at me actin all crappy
Want ya get a slice of the pie and be happy
Alotta people want us to go away
Nope not goin nowhere we here to stay
I got kid to raise and rhymes to say
Plus a truck load of money that I got to make
[Chorus x2]
[CMT]
I don't give a damn where you from and where you be
It's gone take more than the beef to bring the heat
By now you should know I'm from the Oakland street
If you think about nigga it can get real deep
I ain't gotta fake and smile and show you love
I'ma cock back and pop and show you slug
Fuck rappin we can go all out
Man to man or we can bring all the turfies out
When you see me clear your thought don't think about it
Before it be extra extra read all about it
Don't doubt it I'm not that nice I do not play
And when I play it might be with an AK
I won't blink and I won't budge
I den been to jail before and back to war
I will cock it and let the steel bust
In a real game nigga get ya grill bust
[Chorus x2]
[E-A-Ski]
Frontline Frontline
We ready for war cuz
Haha Locksmith, Left, E-A-Ski, CMT
What is it?
Oh yeah MTV battle