LYRICS
作曲 : Joey Valence & Brae/Barrington DeVaughn Hendricks/Lucas Banker/Patrick Nissley/Ira Brown/Stephen Gibson/Gerald McCrary/James Brown/Cecil Glenn
JVB, sucka
Wassup? Wassup?
Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Ugh, ugh, ladies!)
Wassup? Wassup?
Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Hi, hi, fellas!)
Wassup? Wassup?
Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Ugh, ugh, ladies!)
Wassup? Wassup?
Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Hi, hi, fellas!)
Uh, uh, you wanna know
So I'ma let the music talk
I'm makin' bops and all you make is shitty pop
You rappers soft
You think you hard, you really not
Like, oh my god
Your whole career is really chopped
Wassup? Wassup?
Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Ugh, ugh, ladies!)
Wassup? Wassup?
Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Hi, hi, fellas!)
Wassup? Wassup?
Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Ugh, ugh, ladies! Ayy)
Wassup? Wassup? (Ayy)
Wass- Ayy
One, two, three, woo!
I'll do this shit two times like a Twix
I got checks, got bands, I got bricks
Swerve the corner in a four-door
Videos of the show give you FOMO
You green with envy, your fits are trash
Oscar the Grouch head lookin' ass
How you gonna hate from VIP?
The real party's with JVB
Whoop, there it is!
You wish you could do it like this
Yeah, pardon me, it's just a part of me
Bitch, I'm a star, astronomy, uh
I feel like Gumby, uh, 'cause all I see is green
I hear your drum beats, yeah, you just a MIDI-me
Wassup? Wassup?
Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Ugh, ugh, ladies!)
Wassup? Wassup?
Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Hi, hi, fellas!)
Wassup? Wassup?
Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Ugh, ugh, ladies!)
Wassup? Wassup?
Yeah, you think you know me?
I am the pick of the litter
That infamous nigga
The creature that you heard about
Best thing to happen to rappin' since Earl
I'm impatient I think I want props right now
They wanna stack a bankroll like the mafia
You niggas don't even sell out your town
How in the **** you look forty?
You twenty and dress like a bum, you don't switch up your sound
Wassup?
Packin' a Dillinger, 'bout to do something corrupt, lyrical assassin
We playin' twister, I reach for my waist, get to twistin' you up
Nigga, wassup?
Still on a bender
Higher off life than I was on them benzos
Got hit the fresh maker, it's not a mentos
Hold my chopper close like that bitch a memento (One, two, three, woo!)
Wassup? Wassup?
Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Ugh, ugh, ladies!)
Wassup? Wassup?
Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Hi, hi, fellas!)
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Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Ugh, ugh, ladies!)
Wassup? Wassup?
Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Hi, hi, fellas!)
(Wassup!)
Uh, now shake that shit
Now shake that shit, girl wassup?
Wassup? Wassup?
Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Ugh, ugh, ladies!)
I think I want props right now
I think I wanna bounce right now
Nigga, wassup?
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Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Hi, hi, fellas!)
Wassup with y'all up in the front? Lemme see you jump
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Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Ugh, ugh, ladies!)
Now everybody in the club, now just say, "Wassup?"
Wassup? Wassup?
Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Hi, hi, fellas!)
One, two, three, woo!
Wassup? Wassup?
Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Ugh, ugh, ladies!)
Wassup? Wassup?
Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Hi, hi, fellas!)
Wassup? Wassup?
Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Ugh, ugh, ladies!)
Wassup? Wassup?
Wass-
Now shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it