Wassup

Lyrics for Wassup

Hey, seen you around my way Nigga just had to come say what's up What's up, what's up Baby, tell me what's up with you Hey, we could parlay if you down What's up, what's up, what's up Baby, tell me what's up with you Well, it's a sign, Nita, I'm on life support Numbers beside Nita, you can feel the report Sure, what's up with you? That's right, if it's light, I'm on flight support I can't lie, I ain't feeling right here in my soul Got no love, what's up with you? Heat while I might teleport through the night Fuck a mind, still in my stance like the Nets Four through life, survive, breeze across Listen to the story told to be the climate right Nice, just me and shawty talking, that's just beating the butt Life beating the butt, true story Remind me of the ones that don't get to explore I used to write in my sleep, demons bust through the door Too many kids left for the dead Just a child of the streets, complete, author delete Hard to cope, carved in stone Energy strong, never weak, that's the G in me And not by me, what's up with you? Hey, seen you around my way Nigga just had to come say what's up What's up, what's up Baby, tell me what's up with you Hey, we could parlay if you down What's up, what's up, what's up Baby, tell me what's up with you Shawty, you remind me of the part of me Stinky love, love the way you market it I met first time, time we started it Mama cheering, pops wild, talking all this shit I got a problem That you not being one of my major conglomerates But your friends see the cloth colors The French brothers don't be green with them goblins I done casted by the demon with the seas Told shawty go read and go pee I'ma tell 'em on my own lowkey Breaking bread, don't nobody owe me Even blind by the greed, let's go And that money, know it's all about the money What's up with you? What's up with you? What's up with you? What's up with you? What's up with you? What's up with you? What's up with you? What's up with you? What's up with you? What's up with you? What's up with you? What's up with you? What's up with you? What's up with you? What's up with you? What's up with you? What's up with you? What's up with you? What's up with you? What's up with you? What's up with you? What's up with you? Peace, Crane, like It's like my, um, 30th time calling you Um, I don't know what's up But, um, I know it's been a minute since we ain't talking shit You feel me? Like, I kinda fumbled the bag off the bowl But I swear to God, I swear to God I swear to God on my auntie in Nigeria Rolling in the village right now, I'm ready Like, I love you Like, I was on some bullshit, you get me? Nigga, nigga, I'll drink your bath water, on God Baby, baby, baby, give me one more chance Baby, baby, give me one more chance Baby, baby, give me one more chance Baby, baby, give me one more chance Just, just one more chance, like And I swear to God I'ma be that man That nigga that you looking for Like, I wanna build a family I wanna leave the hood The rats are annoying You feel me? Like But please just call me back Please call me back I'll actually be outside of your house, so Just look out the window Okay, what's up, y'all? This is Nita Darwin with Hood Nigga News on Brown Radio Come and get sticky as a honeydew Uh, on Sundays, we got reggae night Uh, Monday, we got the come chill kicking night Where you can come drink, chill Listen to some random DJ play some shit And like do some karaoke maybe, whatever Just chill on Monday Tuesday and Wednesday, we got comedy night Where the funny niggas come through And like tell their little jokes or whatever And then on Thursday, we got queer night Where, you know, everybody and anybody can come through And just be themselves, be free You know, just do you So, uh, Friday night, we got ratchet night Where all the thotties can come out and shake their ass And get it popping You know, find your, uh, find your, uh, future baby daddy Future baby mama, whatever the fuck you wanna do You gonna find it at ratchet night Um, and then, um, if you miss, uh, Friday night's ratchet night You got part two So on Saturday, there's ratchet night two Where, uh, it's even more popping Um, Friday night ain't shit, even though it's like crazy ratchet But Friday night, well, Saturday night, ratchet, uh, ratchet night two You don't know what you gonna expect It's way better So if you come Friday and Saturday, you gonna be like, damn You really might meet your future baby mama or future baby daddy But niggas might actually meet their future baby mama Or your future investor, your future sponsor You might like, you know, conceive some babies in the bathroom Travel investor, doctor There's doctors on ratchet night? The doctors, hey, everybody come through on ratchet night Everybody come through on ratchet night