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U Know What's Up Video (MV)




Performed By: Booba Radio
Language: English
Length: 1:51
Written by: Christopher Brown




Booba Radio - U Know What's Up Lyrics




Booba Radio
This is not a love song

Op thot bitches knowing what's up
You with the jump then your shit must be drunk
Smokin that sha , that bitch a dunce
Say they some killers, them niggas punks
Spin round the corner tryna have me some fun
Loading up chops I make way with this gun
You the type nigga gone call 911
Kissing that trick had my kids in her tongue
Find his location they gave me the drop
Loving that bitch when holetime she a bop
Come out the cut like a pimple get popped
Take you out the picture you're shit getting cropped
Talking that shit, nigga say what?
Follow you home when you get in that truck
Me by my dolo im ski masked up
Them niggas goofy they don't want no bump

They know what's up, when I Hit the mall
Ducking that shit,they don't want to brawl
Just like Chingy all I make is one call
Robbing niggas now my money stack tall
Got something for niggas thinking shit sweet
We off the late night we tryna creep
32 shots, niggas get sweep
New bitch heard she trying have a three
She felt my pain cuz it came from the street
First I was blind but now I can see
Fake bitches gone go, real woman don't cheat
Disrespect me then his ass getting beat
Niggas hate on my flow but know they can't compete
I got a trick right up under my sleeve
I got some shit that I'm tryna achieve
Yall ain't f*cking with me that's why i keep it P
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Booba Radio
This is not a love song

Op thot bitches knowing what's up
You with the jump then your shit must be drunk
Smokin that sha , that bitch a dunce
Say they some killers, them niggas punks
Spin round the corner tryna have me some fun
Loading up chops I make way with this gun
You the type nigga gone call 911
Kissing that trick had my kids in her tongue
Find his location they gave me the drop
Loving that bitch when holetime she a bop
Come out the cut like a pimple get popped
Take you out the picture you're shit getting cropped
Talking that shit, nigga say what?
Follow you home when you get in that truck
Me by my dolo im ski masked up
Them niggas goofy they don't want no bump

They know what's up, when I Hit the mall
Ducking that shit,they don't want to brawl
Just like Chingy all I make is one call
Robbing niggas now my money stack tall
Got something for niggas thinking shit sweet
We off the late night we tryna creep
32 shots, niggas get sweep
New bitch heard she trying have a three
She felt my pain cuz it came from the street
First I was blind but now I can see
Fake bitches gone go, real woman don't cheat
Disrespect me then his ass getting beat
Niggas hate on my flow but know they can't compete
I got a trick right up under my sleeve
I got some shit that I'm tryna achieve
Yall ain't f*cking with me that's why i keep it P
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Writer: Christopher Brown
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