文本歌词

Wassup - Sango/GoldLink
Yeah aha we track
Aha ya ya ya ya ya ya
Ya ya
Get on my level ho get on my level b***h
Thirty six and Minnesota you know who you f**kin' with
Baby girl got the pistol hangin' straight out a Prada bag
We don't care who you or where you're from
We still run up on you like wassup
Wassup wassup wassup with them cookies
I'm a triple O G sell propan
We street bang you a rookie
I'm a mother f**king problem what the problem be
I'm just probably
Just spit this verse and make sure you just coming after me
We so d**n cray rapapapa bababa ya
Shake that a*s on dick and make me c*m
I don't f**k with no n***a up top I learn it from
I will run in the streets all day and all night
If you don't believe that s**t
I'll tell you s**t you've never seen
D C Maryland that's the scene o ho let me ding ding
Peanut boogie boobie ricco pretty boy friend oh die
Tell me if you see my n***as round my way
For make believe
Yeah
Gidi akyo me hai ces behai
Gidi akyo me hai ces behai
Gidi akyo me hai ces behai
Gidi akyo me hai ces behai
Gidi akyo me hai ces behai
Gidi akyo me hai ces behai
Gidi akyo me hai ces behai
Gidi akyo me hai ces behai
Yeah
Dirty pop take a dirty glock and pop you off the block
Pull that trigger look away and cry about it nada
Pile it up under my bed and stuff some in my sock
Never knew you shock to synthesize just want your Pradas
Fourth route of the cities
D C Maryland P G and V A
Slangin' d**e now audio d**e but we pushin' d**e cocaina
F**k women w**d and weather got the b***hes
Hoosie heather still addicted to that waister that we rap about
Take a dirty glock and pop you off the block
Pull the trigger look away and cry about it later
Pile it all up in my closets stuff some in my sock
Never lose your shock to senses for Balenciaga Gucci Louis
Belts and cartier we ran at buddies house
I saw some panties on the floor and thought of buddy's spouse
Yeah my n***a got no p***y
What I'm 'bout to do
I mean her room right there so
Should I knock or just intrude
What I do
Gidi mau meom jer mio
Gidi mau meom jer mio
Gidi mau meom jer mio
Gidi mau meom jer mio
Gidi mau meom jer mio
Gidi mau meom jer mio
Gidi mau meom jer mio
Gidi mau meom jer mio
Squaaash club n***a we the mother f**king truth
B***h n***as copping b's asking for a truce
Throw a middle finger up and tell them n***as suck it
N***a I don't tweet I get to fighting then I bust 'em
Squaaash club n***a we the mother f**king truth
B***h n***as copping b's asking for a truce
Throw a middle finger up and tell them n***as suck it
N***a I don't tweet I get to fighting then I bust 'em