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Ad3pt - Wassup Lyrics



Ad3pt - Wassup Lyrics
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The following program is intended for mature audiences
Due to some violent content, parental discretion is advised
Bob J on the beat
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Yeah, Wassup, wassup? Wassup wassup?
We keepin' it real for sure, for sure
Wassup, wassup? Wassup wassup?
We one hunid on the beat for sure, for sure
Wassup wassup? Wassup wassup?
We keepin' it real for sure, for sure
Wassup, wassup? Wassup wassup?
We one hunid on the beat for sure, for sure
They know that I'm the lyrical"jazzman", they all lovin' it
Punches, infallibly droppin' apart. They all a part of me
All of you rappers are rockin the kick cannot be runnin' it
Shoes won't fit? man, you know that I'ma buckle it
Are you ready for the chocolate bars?
You drop paper, otherwise we talk later
Amen amen, you ready for the Lord's Prayer
Hit em with the confidence, the competence is top playa
Flow's heavy, get your umbrellas up, ready
And mama didn't know, she took a beast in her belly
I'm the best and I said it
I'm married to the game, all of you rappers all around are here to throw the confetti
Confess it. Ain't no rapper fit to come test me
You got it, you listen in a hip hop's thorax here
A reintroduction, I am the rapper to give you life
And then take you out. I'm boutta get Bishop decongested
Wassup wassup? Wassup wassup?
We keepin' it real for sure, for sure
Wassup, wassup? Wassup wassup?
We one hunid on the beat for sure, for sure
Wassup wassup? Wassup wassup?
We keepin' it real for sure, for sure
Wassuo, wassup? Wassup wassup?
We one hunid on the beat for sure, for sure
My sick state still in the process of a capital
Swag radical, style pragmatically fanatical
Shut the Fu, I know they say, that I'm a cocky dude
Plus the dude's never popping the pills for the attitude
Shout out to my own niggas. Wassup?
RIP my throne fillers
The King's here and I'm here to dethrone
You being a fan's the only way you be"heir" to the throne
The illest rapper, leaving no chance I'm killing rappers
I'm feeling hyper. Just puff and skip the passes
There's no doubt that I'm a king on the mic
You ready know the flow's colder than the shit of an ice
Wassup wassup? Wassup wassup?
We keepin' it real for sure, for sure
Wassup wassup? Wassup wassup?
We one hunid on the beat for sure, for sure
Wassup wassup? Wassup wassup?
We keepin' it real for sure, for sure
Wassup wassup? Wassup wassup?
We one hunid on the beat for sure, for sure
Wassup wassup? Wassup wassup?
We keepin' it real for sure, for sure
Wassup wassup? Wassup wassup?
We one hunid on the beat for sure, for sure
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The following program is intended for mature audiences
Due to some violent content, parental discretion is advised
Bob J on the beat
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Yeah, Wassup, wassup? Wassup wassup?
We keepin' it real for sure, for sure
Wassup, wassup? Wassup wassup?
We one hunid on the beat for sure, for sure
Wassup wassup? Wassup wassup?
We keepin' it real for sure, for sure
Wassup, wassup? Wassup wassup?
We one hunid on the beat for sure, for sure
They know that I'm the lyrical"jazzman", they all lovin' it
Punches, infallibly droppin' apart. They all a part of me
All of you rappers are rockin the kick cannot be runnin' it
Shoes won't fit? man, you know that I'ma buckle it
Are you ready for the chocolate bars?
You drop paper, otherwise we talk later
Amen amen, you ready for the Lord's Prayer
Hit em with the confidence, the competence is top playa
Flow's heavy, get your umbrellas up, ready
And mama didn't know, she took a beast in her belly
I'm the best and I said it
I'm married to the game, all of you rappers all around are here to throw the confetti
Confess it. Ain't no rapper fit to come test me
You got it, you listen in a hip hop's thorax here
A reintroduction, I am the rapper to give you life
And then take you out. I'm boutta get Bishop decongested
Wassup wassup? Wassup wassup?
We keepin' it real for sure, for sure
Wassup, wassup? Wassup wassup?
We one hunid on the beat for sure, for sure
Wassup wassup? Wassup wassup?
We keepin' it real for sure, for sure
Wassuo, wassup? Wassup wassup?
We one hunid on the beat for sure, for sure
My sick state still in the process of a capital
Swag radical, style pragmatically fanatical
Shut the Fu, I know they say, that I'm a cocky dude
Plus the dude's never popping the pills for the attitude
Shout out to my own niggas. Wassup?
RIP my throne fillers
The King's here and I'm here to dethrone
You being a fan's the only way you be"heir" to the throne
The illest rapper, leaving no chance I'm killing rappers
I'm feeling hyper. Just puff and skip the passes
There's no doubt that I'm a king on the mic
You ready know the flow's colder than the shit of an ice
Wassup wassup? Wassup wassup?
We keepin' it real for sure, for sure
Wassup wassup? Wassup wassup?
We one hunid on the beat for sure, for sure
Wassup wassup? Wassup wassup?
We keepin' it real for sure, for sure
Wassup wassup? Wassup wassup?
We one hunid on the beat for sure, for sure
Wassup wassup? Wassup wassup?
We keepin' it real for sure, for sure
Wassup wassup? Wassup wassup?
We one hunid on the beat for sure, for sure
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Writer: STEPHEN ADEFILA
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Ad3pt
Language: English
Length: 3:15
Written by: STEPHEN ADEFILA

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