What 'Chu Lookin' At?

747 Come 11 to bust
Somebody take me home I wanna live in lust
When trust is low and stakes are high
That's all I ever did in Denver was die
(That's all I ever did in New York was die)
(That's all I ever did in LA was die)

So put em' up, put em' up to the sky
And wave bye-bye to Miss American Pie (bye-bye)
'Cause you been tellin' lies, you took it all and abused it
Whatever happened to the feel good music?
Somewhere, somehow, some way somebody pulled the plug
And left me sittin' in a dirty little pub

I gotta tell you, baby, life's been good to me
And I know that makes you mad
'Cause that's something you can't see
I got everything I ever wanted
And I'll never give that back
Oh, I know you hate that factor
But you ain't gotta look at me like that
I said you ain't gotta look at me like that

What'chu lookin' at? Huh
What'chu lookin' at?
What'chu lookin' at? Huh
What'chu lookin' at?

You run around pullin' stunts like that
See never in my life could I front like that
I ain't cut like that, I couldn't run like that
I'm a keep it non fiction and take my hat off (off)
Remember back when things looked grim
I spent a lot of time and money on whims
I remember the crew, remember the good times
Remember the orange and I remember the sunshine
It's all gone that's a thing of the past
The fact remains that it moves real fast
So while you sit around hopin' things won't change
I'll be sittin' pretty singin' Hey Pockey Way

I gotta tell you, baby, life's been good to me
And I know that makes you mad
'Cause that's something you can't see
I got everything I ever wanted
And I'll never give that back
Oh, I know you hate that factor
But you ain't gotta look at me like that
I said you ain't gotta look at me like that

What'chu lookin' at? Huh
What'chu lookin' at?
What'chu lookin' at? Huh
What'chu lookin' at?

You'll hear me comin' hummin' songs of redemption, huh?
I've been oppressed for less than attention
I got your extension but I'll probably never call
('Cause this time last year you ain't seen me in your crystal ball)
And I'm appalled by the things you've done
Left a trail of wrongs and can't account for one
Now you're done and I'm glad but it's a shame you'd waste it
You want this so bad you can taste it
Detroit love, can you feel that? (Feel that)
I stick and move, can you feel that? (Feel that)
I'm on the rack number two triple zero
Full failure all American hero

I gotta tell you, baby, life's been good to me
And I know that makes you mad
'Cause that's something you can't see
I got everything I ever wanted
And I'll never give that back
Oh, I know you hate that factor
But you ain't gotta look at me like that
I said you ain't gotta look at me like that

What'chu lookin' at? Huh
What'chu lookin' at?
What'chu lookin' at? Huh
What'chu lookin' at?

I'm here to tell you, baby, life's been good to me
I know that makes you mad
'Cause that's something you can't see
I got everything I ever wanted
And I'll never give that back
I know you hate that fact
But you ain't gotta look at me like that
I said you ain't gotta look at me like that

What'chu lookin at? Huh
What'chu lookin at?
What'chu lookin at? Huh
What'chu lookin at?
What'chu lookin at? Huh
What'chu lookin at?
What'chu lookin at? Huh
What'chu lookin at?
What'chu lookin at? Huh
What'chu lookin at?



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Writer(s): Matthew Shafer, R.j. Ritchie
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