Where Have You Been
Will.I.Am Lyrics


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2 Chainz!

I keep my hoes in check, you buy Nike for yours
Say they want that loud, I'mma bring that noise
Check my watch on a flight
Yeah, I call that airtime
Murk 'em in the middle of the street
That gon' be his deadline
Yeah, you gon' respect mine, got a body on my Tec-9
Say you nobody 'till somebody gon' body you, flatline
Pocket full of dead guys and you know I'm anti
Anti-social, anti-lame
But ain't I cool n****, ain't I?
You looking at a star that's spaced out
They try to take my style and then take off
I go to work with no days off
Everything I own paid off
Shawty p**** hair shaved off
And she did it just for me, n****
Would skip you like a spacebar
But I much rather delete n****s

I've been getting money, where the f*** you been?
I've been getting money, where the f*** you been?
I've been getting money, where the f*** you been?
I've been getting money, where the f*** you been?
Bought a new crib just to f*** you in
Bought a new crib just to f*** you in
Bought a new crib just to f*** you in
I've been getting to the money, where the f*** you been?

Gucci hat (Gucci hat), Gucci belt
If you wrote a autobiography
You'd have to sue yourself
Your lying a**, codeine in my wine glass
I know you had a wild past
I ain't f***ed you in a while with your wild a**
I get high and I fly past
I don't know nothing 'bout iChat
I work in this iPhone they need an app called iTrap
I trap, shining like a night lamp
I just hit my girlfriend and asked her where her wife at
White cup, white hat, laying on a white couch
Got that presidential and a residential white house
N**** saying "who?" (who) like a white owl
You can see me shinin' (shinin') with the light out

I've been getting money, where the f*** you been?
I've been getting money, where the f*** you been?
I've been getting money, where the f*** you been?
I've been getting money, where the f*** you been?
Bought a new crib just to f*** you in
Bought a new crib just to f*** you in
Bought a new crib just to f*** you in
I've been getting to the money, where the f*** you been?

Turn five to a ten to a twenty to fifty to hundred
My n****s get money, I want it (Beep!)
Ride through the city my n****s got choppers
My b**** she's so pretty that's my Pocahontas
Everything on me I shine like a trophy
Run up a check while they watch out for police
Versace my pinky, a brick on my Rollie
The Cali Ferrari I'm feeling like Kobe
Tru' that's to the death of me, n****
Killers on the right and left of me, n****
My destiny n**** to get all this money
I can't share that whole recipe with you, n****
My n**** told me "get 'em" did it I got 'em
Stand on that couch, drink out of the bottle
That .40 got hollows, that b**** she gon' swallow
Get to that money, I'm king of Chicago
Bought a new crib just to f*** you in
Bought the Benz just to f*** your friends
Giuseppe's 900 with that gold boss
Everything 'bout me raw like a dope charge

I've been getting money, where the f*** you been?
I've been getting money, where the f*** you been?
I've been getting money, where the f*** you been?
I've been getting money, where the f*** you been?
Bought a new crib just to f*** you in
Bought a new crib just to f*** you in




Bought a new crib just to f*** you in
I've been getting to the money, where the f*** you been?

Overall Meaning

In "Where Have You Been", will.i.am features 2 Chainz who contributes a verse to the song. The song opens with 2 Chainz boasting about his superiority and how he keeps his women in check while mocking those who buy Nike. He claims that he is the one who brings the noise, indicating that he is a force to be reckoned with. In the second verse, 2 Chainz raps about his money-making lifestyle, his misogynistic exploits, and his contempt for those who try to imitate his style. Throughout the song, 2 Chainz repeats the line "I've been getting money, where the f*** you been?" indicating his financial success.


The lyrics of the song depict a life of luxury characterized by excess, wealth, and status. 2 Chainz raps about his Gucci hat and belt, his pinky ring, and his gold watch. He also alludes to his sexual exploits, bragging about buying a new crib just to "f*** you in", and how he likes his girlfriends to shave their pubic hair. Nonetheless, the song has received criticism from some quarters for its misogynistic, materialistic and vulgar content.


Overall, "Where Have You Been" is a song that celebrates wealth and success, while at the same time, it reinforces problematic gender stereotypes and promotes a culture of conspicuous consumption and hypermasculinity.


Line by Line Meaning

I keep my hoes in check, you buy Nike for yours
I don't waste my money on my girls, I keep them in line. Meanwhile, you're spending money on expensive shoes for yours.


Say they want that loud, I'mma bring that noise
People say they want something exciting and intense, and I'm here to deliver it.


Check my watch on a flight Yeah, I call that airtime
I'm always on the move and checking my watch while in the air.


Murk 'em in the middle of the street That gon' be his deadline Yeah, you gon' respect mine, got a body on my Tec-9
I'm not afraid to take someone out if they cross me. I earn respect through fear and intimidation.


Say you nobody 'till somebody gon' body you, flatline Pocket full of dead guys and you know I'm anti Anti-social, anti-lame But ain't I cool n****, ain't I?
I carry the memory of those I've killed as a reminder that I won't hesitate to do it again. I don't care about being social or normal, but that doesn't mean I'm not still cool.


You looking at a star that's spaced out They try to take my style and then take off I go to work with no days off Everything I own paid off
I'm a successful and famous musician who operates at a different level than others. People try to imitate me but they can't keep up with my work ethic and success.


Shawty p**** hair shaved off And she did it just for me, n**** Would skip you like a spacebar But I much rather delete n****s
My girlfriend did something special for me that I appreciate. I don't have time for people who don't matter to me, so I'd rather just cut them out of my life altogether.


Gucci hat (Gucci hat), Gucci belt If you wrote a autobiography You'd have to sue yourself Your lying a**, codeine in my wine glass I know you had a wild past I ain't f***ed you in a while with your wild a**
I wear expensive and flashy clothes, while you would have to sue yourself if you wrote a book about your life because of all the lies you'd tell. I know you used to be wild because of the drugs in my drink, and I haven't been intimate with you because you're too wild for me.


I get high and I fly past I don't know nothing 'bout iChat I work in this iPhone they need an app called iTrap I trap, shining like a night lamp I just hit my girlfriend and asked her where her wife at
I'm always high and living the high life. I don't know anything about iChat, but I do know how to make money. I'm always working and shining like a light. I have a girlfriend, but I'm also curious about women who are into other women.


White cup, white hat, laying on a white couch Got that presidential and a residential white house N**** saying "who?" (who) like a white owl You can see me shinin' (shinin') with the light out
I'm living in luxury with my white cups, white hat, and white couch. I even have a presidential and residential white house. People may not know me, but they can see me shining even in the dark.


Turn five to a ten to a twenty to fifty to hundred My n****s get money, I want it (Beep!) Ride through the city my n****s got choppers My b**** she's so pretty that's my Pocahontas
I'm all about making money and my crew knows how to do it. We ride through the city with guns to protect ourselves. My girl is beautiful and I see her as my very own Pocahontas.


Everything on me I shine like a trophy Run up a check while they watch out for police Versace my pinky, a brick on my Rollie The Cali Ferrari I'm feeling like Kobe
I'm constantly shining and everything I have is like a trophy. I'm making money quickly while trying not to get caught by the police. I have a Versace ring, expensive watch, and Cali Ferrari, and I feel like a basketball superstar Kobe Bryant.


Tru' that's to the death of me, n**** Killers on the right and left of me, n**** My destiny n**** to get all this money I can't share that whole recipe with you, n****
I'm committed to my money-making goals and am constantly surrounded by dangerous people. It's my destiny to become rich and successful, but I can't give away all of my methods for getting there.


My n**** told me "get 'em" did it I got 'em Stand on that couch, drink out of the bottle That .40 got hollows, that b**** she gon' swallow Get to that money, I'm king of Chicago Bought a new crib just to f*** you in Bought the Benz just to f*** your friends Giuseppe's 900 with that gold boss Everything 'bout me raw like a dope charge
My friend told me to take control and I did it. I'm so wild that I stand on couches and drink straight from the bottle. I carry around a loaded gun and my girls are willing to do whatever I want. I'm the king of Chicago and I have no problem spending money on lavish things to impress women. Everything about me is raw and exciting, just like a drug charge.




Lyrics © RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: TAUHEED EPPS, LEON SMITH, MARQUEL MIDDLEBROOKS, MICHAEL LENN WILLIAMS

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they are:
DECEIVERS
MTFs and FTMs
cowards
masons puppets
greedy
in love of all lies
demon possessed
members of one big club: FREEMASONRY

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song starts at 0:23

If you love it like i love it
and you feel what i feel inside.
if you want it like i want it,
then baby lets get it tonight,
if you feel it say hell yeah!
hell yeah
then say hell yeah!
hell yeah
then say hell yeah!
hell yeah
this is love, this is love, this is love.

Yeah it feels love,
yeah it feels love,
yeah it feels love,
this is love, this is love, this is love.

This is love for the beats,
feeling in the streets,
love for the melody,
notes for the sheets,
a dope crusader,
funky charm-onator.
i created me a rocket,
just so we could rocket later
and the waiters be a knockin',
got me feeling,
cus the DJ got me walking on the ceiling.
i got a rocket full of gold,
Bomb it's just gold,
fill it up with loving,
and i watch it explode!

If you love it like i love it
and you feel what i feel inside,
if you want it like i want it,
then baby lets get it tonight.
if you feel it say hell yeah!
hell yeah
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Yeah
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this is love for the trouble,
love for the orchestra, violin, cello,
love for computer beats
harder than metal.
hey
House beats houses,
bouncing in the ghetto.

we sip till we smash stuff,
feeling alright,
and we rock a ghetto blaster,
rocking alright,
i said we rocking to the globe!
hey
Bomb the disco,
i filled it up with loving,
and i watched it explode.

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Lyrics:
If you love it like I love it
And you feel what I feel inside
If you want it like I want it
Then baby let's get it tonight
If you feel it, say, "Hell yeah" (hell yeah)
Say, "Hell yeah" (hell yeah)
And say, "Hell yeah" (hell yeah)
This is love, this is love, this is love
Can you feel the love?
Can you feel the love?
Can you feel the love?
This is love, this is love, this is love
This is love for the beats
Fill it in the streets
Love for the melody, notes on a sheets
The dope crusader, funky terminator
I created me a rocket just so we could rock it later
And the way the beat is knocking
Got me feeling, alright, 'cause the DJ got me walking on the ceiling (all night)
I got a rocket full of gold, bomb the disco
Fill it up with love it, and then I watch it explode
If you love it like I love it
And you feel what I feel inside
If you want it like I want it
Then baby let's get it tonight
If you feel it, say, "Hell yeah" (hell yeah)
Say, "Hell yeah" (hell yeah)
And say, "Hell yeah" (hell yeah)
This is love, this is love, this is love
Can you feel the love?
Can you feel the love?
Can you feel the love?
This is love, this is love, this is love
This is love for the bass, and love for the treble
Love for the orchestra, violincello
Love for computer beats, hotter than metal
House beat housin', bouncing in the ghetto
We sip till we smashed up, feeling alright
And we rock the ghetto blaster, rockin' all night
I sent a rocket to the globe, bomb the disco
I fill it up with love it, and then I watch it explode
Eh, baby, yeah, alright
Can you feel it?
Good God, yeah, alright
Can you feel the love?
Can you feel the love?
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This is love, this is love, this is love
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