Whoo Dat? Lyrics

Dem say whoo that? Amee that.

Tell dem boy demmussi idiot

I shot 2 shot 3 shot

Buss dem brain wen me pull up inna bima

Say whoo that? Amee that.

Tell dem boy demmussi idiot

1 shot 2 shot 3 shot

VERSE 1

I been a mad as* rapper b4 ur favorite rapper start dey write 16

Before Rockstone became an OG

When Lord Kenya was rapping deep

Back when rappers were called mcees

Before Santo Judas hit the big screens

Don’t compare… Man before my 20s

I don’t talk… I observe. Keeping it wavy

Who dey do am better for here…don’t mention names U probably go get on my nerves.

mo style no y3 absurd

Fr3 me sabi boy …. Yeah

I ain’t saying I over know buh ano say i still know nti montwa me picture

caption it too known… me y3 guy guy and bosy I’m Full of my self

Yet I’m down to the Earth

Pop a chill pill wicked wen aget on my girl

Everlasting soul bro I’m always gonna be there

And then the way I flow cold like I’m from the Arctic I got these gate keepers asking…..who’s that dude… I’m like yeah

HOOK

Awhoo that? Amee that.

Tell dem boy demmussi idiot

I shot 2 shot 3 shot

Buss dem brain wen me pull up inna bima

Say whoo that? Amee that.

Tell dem boy demmussi idiot

1 shot 2 shot 3 shot

Buss dem brain wen the EOB drop

VERSE 2

so 1 shot for my bros that’s gone I mean a shot of tequila

Go low and the drugs u might wanna save ur liver

I put my money where my mouth is afit sign cheque den chew am

U spend urs on wack loud bro think abt ur future

I paid my dues and kept the receipts Cos the street got a short memory

Talk is cheap..don’t violate cuh the boys for this side go fit pull up on u like an army

I got a fleet foot soldier my toppest top fan Alhaji Nash tell em w) y3 maaa mi

Anytime me den CJ go linkup it’s a complete state of amnesia Berma Jeesuz roll that for me!

How u ever go talk say MN no dey rap? Man its not even clear

Mic burners step back sound card burners are here

I only came to rap f**k ur battle ideas

All i need is for this rap to start giving me bread

Going hard on myself I’m not folding

Dey follow who know road I’m paving my own way like Moses

I’m rapping till I’m dead and my body starts colding..

I’m different and man I got dem feeling like I’m chosen ....ahh

Going hard on myself I’m not folding

Dey follow who know road I’m paving my own way like Moses

I’m rapping till I’m dead and my body starts colding..

I’m different and man I got dem feeling like I’m chosen ....

So know this and no P

HOOK

Awhoo that? Amee that.

Tell dem boy demmussi idiot

I shot 2 shot 3 shot

Buss dem brain wen me pull up inna bima eyyyy