Wassup Lyrics

After this after wassup

One thing I do, can't give a fuck, mm-mm One thing I do, can't give a fuck, mm-mm

Damn, shit, my homie, I woke up and got some more bucks, mm-mm

Its poochie the plaid the swim trunks , mm-hmm I pop out, You act cray act a buffoon

Its monkeys and nanna clips do what you do

I'm geeking for real, dropped a perk in my deuce

Can't trust a bitch, only one is ma dukes

Hold on my mama ain't a bitch

Use to post on the block yea all day

First stick that i shot was a ak

Been bangin' up grams since a little age

Only thing i know is to get paid

Keep that, yeah, look, look, look, look

Shit, shit, shit

Feel like santa hoes hoes in my way

Yeah, I'm turnin' up, it's Freaky Friday

Told her pose for the frame, Ricky Bobby

Stick make you jump and jump and do karate

Keep jumping twerking ass, ooh, ooh, my mama

Its in me not on me feel it in my body

Pop out with mask three hundred black out shot

Sipping this syrup im geeking out my body

She pop it up, damn, shake, pop it

She pop it left, twerk , shake, pop it

Look me in my eye just like illuminate

Paint the carpet green its racks in my pocket

Shit