Wuz Up Songtext
Yeah throw them deuces up, throw them deuces up, that's real hot
Bohagon in here, D4l in here, yeah
Crime Mob in here, ya boy Lil' Jon
Throw them deuces up like this here
(Chorus)
What's happenin, wuz up (8x)
Do you know who I am
Who am I Bohagon the life I lived it
Niggas talkin bout hustlin and ballin I did this
Ain't talkin bout movies I'm tellin you real shit
Can't talk haters might try to tell I did shit
You can catch me full of throttle on Hen and Remy bottles
Gon trick a couple dollars on one of my hood hollas
Cause Ima play the game however the chips fall
Bohagon got the streets jumpin like a criss cross
So fuck it, hop in the bucket and hall ass
Haters mad cause the tv don't pop out y'all dash
If I head to the trunk it done went all bad
I'm bout to grab a pen and spread y'all ass
Chorus
Ay ay, ay throw them deuces say what's happenin Princess I'm flashin
Hoes hate me cause their niggas stare while I'm passin yup
They start gaspin, damn she so sassy
I can split some dollars you still won't catch me lackin pimp
Without a passion for niggas you'll see me stackin these figures
And make all of these bitches become a has been
Naw no need for braggin nope no time for naggin
When you see me in the club don't hate just say what's happenin
Hey baby bien aqui papi what's up
Where your cash pesos the fatty cheese and let me see your bucks
Watch me shake my laffy taffy for these suckers I'm that hard to find flavor
Sweeter than a watermelon and a pack of Now & Laters
Bubblelicious thighs I hexed eyes when I pass threw
If looks could kill then I be trill and pop you like some caps, they ask you
Remindin I'm that good shit I'm that coke for the fiends
Ginuwine in these jeans I keep em crawlin on their knees
Chorus
Oh, oh, oh, oh
My partner, I see you, amigo, compadre
Que paso, que paso, I keep purp from ese
I spoke to him he hate me, cause I carry A.K.
Real killer like Jon and them, Bankhead, will spray
Super hero that's what you wanna be that's real dumb man
Say what's up to the devil so we still be havin fun man
I stay smokin I stay high get geeked get geeked till the day that I die
I'm startin to see spaceships on Bankhead
What's up Bohagon Bankhead
Two dollars and the trappa pulled a blank check
Pulled out all his money ain't seen the bitch faint yet
Chorus
Bohagon in here, D4l in here, yeah
Crime Mob in here, ya boy Lil' Jon
Throw them deuces up like this here
(Chorus)
What's happenin, wuz up (8x)
Do you know who I am
Who am I Bohagon the life I lived it
Niggas talkin bout hustlin and ballin I did this
Ain't talkin bout movies I'm tellin you real shit
Can't talk haters might try to tell I did shit
You can catch me full of throttle on Hen and Remy bottles
Gon trick a couple dollars on one of my hood hollas
Cause Ima play the game however the chips fall
Bohagon got the streets jumpin like a criss cross
So fuck it, hop in the bucket and hall ass
Haters mad cause the tv don't pop out y'all dash
If I head to the trunk it done went all bad
I'm bout to grab a pen and spread y'all ass
Chorus
Ay ay, ay throw them deuces say what's happenin Princess I'm flashin
Hoes hate me cause their niggas stare while I'm passin yup
They start gaspin, damn she so sassy
I can split some dollars you still won't catch me lackin pimp
Without a passion for niggas you'll see me stackin these figures
And make all of these bitches become a has been
Naw no need for braggin nope no time for naggin
When you see me in the club don't hate just say what's happenin
Hey baby bien aqui papi what's up
Where your cash pesos the fatty cheese and let me see your bucks
Watch me shake my laffy taffy for these suckers I'm that hard to find flavor
Sweeter than a watermelon and a pack of Now & Laters
Bubblelicious thighs I hexed eyes when I pass threw
If looks could kill then I be trill and pop you like some caps, they ask you
Remindin I'm that good shit I'm that coke for the fiends
Ginuwine in these jeans I keep em crawlin on their knees
Chorus
Oh, oh, oh, oh
My partner, I see you, amigo, compadre
Que paso, que paso, I keep purp from ese
I spoke to him he hate me, cause I carry A.K.
Real killer like Jon and them, Bankhead, will spray
Super hero that's what you wanna be that's real dumb man
Say what's up to the devil so we still be havin fun man
I stay smokin I stay high get geeked get geeked till the day that I die
I'm startin to see spaceships on Bankhead
What's up Bohagon Bankhead
Two dollars and the trappa pulled a blank check
Pulled out all his money ain't seen the bitch faint yet
Chorus
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