Lyrics to Wuz Up
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
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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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