Lul Foureign - wyd?

Fuck them, what you doing
What you doing, getting bags
What they doing, guess they mad
I can't go for none of that
I'ma need one hundred b's
What the fuck is one hundred racks
Matter fact I need double that
Oops I mean a double stack
Man I need a
Double trouble
Chew me up like Hubba Bubba
High in space like Hubble shuttle
I was walking here without no socks, jumping over rubble
They say we can't handle all your wave, that's cause you a puddle
Laughable
Tell me, what's a puddle to the ocean
Practical
Niggas that stand still say they got motion
I been fucking up this sack, your o-line gone feel the notion
She been fucking up my pack, keep rubbing my balls with lotion
That's a reference if you know, take a tiger by the toe
If he try to diss Lul Four
Way she use my ding-a-ling she just ring around the rose
See me wanna take a photo go head strike a pose
Fuck them, what you doing
What you doing, getting bags
What they doing, guess they mad
I can't go for none of that
I'ma need one hundred b's
What the fuck is one hundred racks
Matter fact I need double that
Oops I mean a double stack

Written by:
Khiry Yameini-Thomas

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