Big Bro$ki314 - Back On Tha Bull$h!T

Wsup Right Nah

Aye Wsup up right nah
I wanna cut right nah
I'm on that savage shit
Cuz being good ain't
Up right nah
Ain't up right nah
Wsup right nah
Wsup right nah
Let go right nah
Let's go right nah
Gimme that shit I want
Cuz that's Wsup up right nah
I'm on the bullshit
Cuz they on the bullshit
They stay on the bullshit
So I'm on the the bullshit
I'm on the bullshit
Cuz they on the bullshit
They stay in the bullshit
I'm back on the the bullshit

Look at that girl right there
And look at that girl right there
I want em' both
Call me a hog
Jump in that PUXXY
And growl like a dog
Grrr
Beat that box
She like my Dougie
I wanna fuk
She wanna love me
That ain't the move
I'm on so trust me
I tried that shit
And it got ugly
Now I'm outchea
Running free
But I ain't no chop suey
Chop you up
Fuck with my cheese
On yo knees
Is what I need
Yeah
Gimme that good ol blessing
Head game so retarded
She be slobbing
I feel special
I get sucked on
Ain't no sucka bih
I Was born and bread a hustler
I just graduated from the street
To level up
Bossed up on you fuckaz
Check my moves
This my mood
I want bag after bag
Ain't giving my heart
I'm giving you dick
Now gon and gimme that ass
I see you looking
Showing that print
Girl gimme that cookie
That chocolate mint
It's nice to meet you
I love your features
Keep talking that shit
Imma beat that box
And leave you speechless

Aye Wsup up right nah
I wanna cut right nah
I'm on that savage shit
Cuz being good ain't
Up right nah
Ain't up right nah
Wsup right nah
Wsup right nah
Let go right nah
Let's go right nah
Gimme that shit I want
Cuz that's Wsup up right nah
I'm on the bullshit
Cuz they on the bullshit
They stay on the bullshit
So I'm on the the bullshit
I'm on the bullshit
Cuz they on the bullshit
They stay in the bullshit
I'm back on the the bullshitI'm sick of the lying
Sick of the cheating
All excuses
That's yo weakness
Get yo lazy ass up out my face
And fake designer sneakers
I ain't no trash ass lil nigga lil bih
I'm popping
Cream of the crop
You was the only one on my roster
But you bogus
Now you dropped
Shit I'm hot
I'm enfuego
Business straight
Like an arrow
Spread them legs like a sparrow
Beat that box
Like I'm Cotto
Knock it out
Then drop it off
We got it on
Nah get lost
I know I'm wrong
It's they fault
They did me wrong
It's they loss
Nah I'm outchea
And bout' that
Wanna nice chick
With fat cat
Need a boss chick
Not a street rat
That's a thot bitch
Not a good catch
Charge my head
And not my heart
Imma Hunter
Come get slayed
Imma take that big ol butt
And beat bout four five different ways

Written by:
Sidney Jordan

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