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ray mula - wassup with the wassup (remix) lyrics

harlem
n-gga w-ssup with the w-ssup
(talk about it)
w-ssup with the w-ssup (trey sav)
talk about it
w-ssup with the w-ssup (a-k)
4 in the morning bad b-tch bout to pull up

[dave east]
i was on some broke sh-t
bunch of roaches by the mattress
on some loc sh-t way before i started flaggin
yeah, i’m from the nine
talking smoke is automatic
a dime for the pinky
eighty for the patek
all this double g be on me
got me f-ckin’ n-ggas wife
came home without a scar
can give a f-ck about ‘cha life
free meek, sh-t be weak
kids can even want a bike
diamonds get to tone woppin’
when i put ’em in the light
from waking up in my cell
to breaking up, making sales
f-ck ya’ promoters
this yola’ll break the scale
fresh off the border, neck look imported
baptise that powder, it’s fresh out the water
n-ggas hatin’ on me like they getting paid for it
i wake up and get a check
i mastered this, that’s why you slave for it
in baltimore county i had like eight warrants
murders in my name
this ain’t cam, i think this mase calling
h-llo?

[hook]
w-ssup with the w-ssup (i mean h-llo?)
w-ssup with the w-ssup
w-ssup
w-ssup with the w-ssup
no sleep, get money n-gga
my whole hood up
n-gga w-ssup with the w-ssup
w-ssup
w-ssup with the w-ssup
w-ssup
w-ssup with the w-ssup
4 in the morning, bad b-tch bout to pull up

[ray mula]
i was f-ckin all these hoes
way before i started trappin
lookin’ like a rapper
way before i started rappin’
yeah, i’m from the eight
talk about it, make it happen
we can get it poppin’
we can get it crackin’
all this dsquared on hoes throwin me the box
n-ggas asking the price, still ain’t never cop
i done violated cops
give a p-ss to the opps
lovin’ the glock
still copping diamonds over choppas
i’m just harlem world
aka money making
hoes start liking, n-ggas start hating
try to keep it funky
n-ggas started faking
grip on deck
we can still get it shaking
throwing perc after perc, that’s the repill
shawty sleepin on the hooka
so we made her pay for the refill
i’m still taking her home
and if she throw me on the snap
then i’m breakin her phone, come on

[hook]
w-ssup with the w-ssup
w-ssup with the w-ssup
w-ssup
w-ssup with the w-ssup
no sleep, get money n-gga
my whole hood up
n-gga w-ssup with the w-ssup
w-ssup
w-ssup with the w-ssup
w-ssup
w-ssup with the w-ssup
4 in the morning, bad b-tch bout to pull up

[don q]
i’ll be walking thru the fire when the smoke clear
tell my n-ggas open fire, when the cost clear
yeah that block was on fire but i post there
don’t stand by that car tire we got c0ke there
f-ck a prince n-gga i got king status
stuff two hunnit thousand in the queen mattress
all my ice bright, n-gga i done seen darkness
my lawyer got pistol cases looking like weed charges
i told ’em we them n-ggas last time i seen artist
winter time, tom brown louie v scarf it
i ain’t in it for a friendship
boy i play for keeps
i got a problem, i’m in harlem
i hit ray and east
my n-gga mula pull a grip
and that’s to say the least
i told him we can make a k!llin
boy this game is sweet
you was with us way before the label n-gga
i told ’em get a chair and pull up to the table n-gga

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