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bbu - who the fuck is you? lyrics

[intro – robert de niro sample]
i will be watching you, studying your every move
and if i find that you were trying to corrupt my first-born child, i will bring you down, baby
i will bring you down to china town

[hook]
(can i see your id please?)
who da f-ck is you?
who da f-ck is you?
(i’m the bouncer, n-gga!)
who da f-ck is you?
bring your posse
bring your crew
(man, slow down!)
your two-two steps couldn’t f-ck on my moves
your two-two steps couldn’t f-ck on my moves
(slow! slow down!)
like who da f-ck is you?
(well, f-ck it, get in tha club)
like who da f-ck is you?
(f-ck, go ahead)
who da f-ck is you?
bring your posse
bring your crew
your two-two steps couldn’t f-ck on my moves
two-two steps couldn’t f-ck on my moves
like who da f-ck is you steppin’ in a club like this
we bbu, no (?), no (?)
the brokest motherf-ckers up on the list
up on the list
up on the list
(i got money, n-gga, f-ck him)

[verse 1: illekt]
i got drunk before i hit the club f
(colt 45!)
for a drink i won’t pay it, though
(dolla 35!)
honeys still show me love
(my man!)
cuz my moves they be thinkin’ of
(goddammit)
people know that i’m a scrub
(fa sho!)
so the flyest get up in the club
(i know)
all you do is be mugged
(quit drillin’)
‘cause you just a scensta
you know what i mean, ‘cause
i’m a clean thug
but i stay a little funny
(rich)
i carry a knife but chi gots me a little money
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
and i find it just a little funny
how i keep it so fresh and a little sc-mmy
who da f-ck is you, money
we be bbu
now lemme break it down for you
bin laden blowin’ up
(bin laden blowin’ uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuup)
you see what it do
the chosen few
from the city with that frozen view
like, like who da f-ck is you
like, like, like who da f-ck is you
like, like, like who da f-ck is you
who da f-ck is you
bring your posse
bring your crew
who da f-ck is you stepping in the club like this
(yeah!)
we be bbu no (?), no (?)
the brokest motherf-ckers up on the list
up on the list
up on the list
(yo we on it)

[verse 2: j-sson perez]
one to the two to the three to the four
jesus talking sh-t, man what the f-ck for?
(christ)
step into the club and a whitey be hating
(holy little f-cker)
and i like that girl, man, and you just dating
(f-cking cracker!)
stop and pause, i ain’t gonna get hard
at a towno pub
man, i’m a scrub
broke as a joke so you know i make jokes
(ha, ha, ha)
when ya girl want me you may beg me a money
i don’t even by drinks and the girls stay sc-mmy
treat the haters and thugs, n-gga, i hate money
(red bull)
my game so bummy, so black, so ugly
the flavor love me, you alone in the club, g?
j-sson don’t care ‘bout your posse or your crew
(jason mraz! jason mraz!)
j-sson don’t care ‘bout what you gonna do
your two-two steps couldn’t f-ck on my moves
you wanna go there, brotha, bring it old school
like who da f-ck is you
who da f-ck is you
(yeah!)
who da f-ck is you
(yeah!)
bring your posse
bring your crew
(for your mouth!)
your two-two steps couldn’t f-ck on my moves
(this sh-t right there!)
your two-two steps couldn’t f-ck on my moves
like
(yeah!)

[verse 3: epic]
step into the club on ten and shane
(oh my god!)
no weed, no booze
toilettes n’ sh-t
(yeah!)
gettin’ close to the b-ss, nerves start to tick
explode on the dance floor like i’m -rs-nic
(boom!)
i’m freddy, he j-sson what the plot is about?
(yeah, n-gga)
first the window or the stands you hoppin’ about
biggest n-gga in ya cl!ck and i’m knockin’ ‘em out
(boom! no! noo!)
who wanna jump in j blockin’ ‘em out
(stop!)
ain’t comin’ down fool with no t–th in ya mouth
legs broke so you gotta spend a week on the couch
(ow!)
lights out, eye gouge you gon’ come out pimpin’
(come on, dag)
walk in the club, ooh, leave out limpin’
want a pair a dunks so this way you pimpin’
(air force ones)
you could down to the walk this is how i’m livin’
so knock if you buck
we don’t give a f-ck
and struck out your chucks like bin laden blowin up
like
(whaaaaaaaaa)
who da f-ck is you
who da f-ck is you
who da f-ck is you
bring your posse
bring your crew
your two-two steps couldn’t f-ck on my moves
your two-two steps couldn’t f-ck on my moves
like, like, like, who da f-ck is you, like
two-two steps couldn’t f-ck on my moves, like
like, like, like who da f-ck is you
like, two-two steps couldn’t f-ck on my moves, like

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