
What Up! Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2010
Lyrics
I'm back in the booth, you know where to find me
The best at what I do, I dare you to try me
I double dog dare you, I'm lookin' for a problem
I make niggas panic like a broken condom
No one man could beat me, y'all niggas better buddy up
I get it in day and night
Homie, get your Cudi up
I do it for my hood, Graveyard in the buildin'
Shout out to Simms, JS, we are chillin'
My niggas put snow on the block like a blizzard
And they bring their guns to work like they played for the Wizards
The streets are talkin' but baby it's nonsense
My money went up, I got 'em feeling self-conscious
They say I'm on drugs, baby, vodka and heroin
Only women I love, my momma and my therapist
Rock and roll gangsta
Yeah I'm on that Aerosmith
They say they hot but, baby, they ain't hot as this
What up, baby
It's a whole new affair
You're diggin' what we doin' put somethin' in the air
I don't know about y'all but we gettin' it over here
I don't know about y'all but we gettin' it over here
What up, baby
It's a whole new affair
You're diggin' what we doin' put somethin' in the air
I don't know about y'all but we gettin' it over here
I don't know about y'all but we gettin' it over here
L to the A-Y, N to the easy
Riding through the Bean on a low with a breezy
Three fingers high, baby, I'm the truth
Flyer than the Mario 3 raccoon suit
But haters gon' hate, jump in the booth and kill 'em
And just watch 'em flip out like Serena Williams
Still I don't mean to toot my own horn
But they say I'm overdue like Lil' Kim doin' a porn
Waking up to Hannah Storm on my SportsCenter
Ain't too much from last night I remember
Black out at the bar, black out on the mic
Shorty on her BlackBerry said what's good for tonight
She like it anytime, every time I come over
Anytime minutes, I tell that bitch to roll over
She on that Heroin Habit, she can't get sober
And I hate to say I told you
What up, baby
It's a whole new affair
You're diggin' what we doin' put somethin' in the air
I don't know about y'all but we gettin' it over here
I don't know about y'all but we gettin' it over here
What up, baby
It's a whole new affair
You're diggin' what we doin' put somethin' in the air
I don't know about y'all but we gettin' it over here
I don't know about y'all but we gettin' it over here
I'm the Hip-Hop Bret Hart you will not Montreal me
Henny is my mood but the rhymes, that is all me
Shorty seen the cream now she wanna get a taste
No we can't date but I will take that face
And she does it so well it's like she's in love with me
She takes my kids like we're fightin' for custody
But she got her fingers crossed hopin' she's knocked up
Ma, you better hope Seth Rogen gon' pop up
On that Fred Durst shit I'm in it for the nookie
Need a chick that take it in the face like Snooki
You know where to find me I'm right where the kush be
I got shorty comin' off the bench like a rookie
Ain't nobody frontin' B, you heard correctly
I am the great one, Call me Gregory Gretzky
Yes he's a microphone controller
Top 5 dead or alive, tell Dylan push over
What up, baby
It's a whole new affair
You're diggin' what we doin' put somethin' in the air
I don't know about y'all but we gettin' it over here
I don't know about y'all but we gettin' it over here
What up, baby
It's a whole new affair
You're diggin' what we doin' put somethin' in the air
I don't know about y'all but we gettin' it over here
I don't know about y'all but we gettin' it over here