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So Wassup Video (MV)




Performed By: Luckk
Language: English
Length: 2:09
Written by: Anthony Woodard




Luckk - So Wassup Lyrics
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Beat up the paq till it pumping
Don't speak on my name or assumptions
He got hit in his chest he krumping
40 kick back if he fronting
He froze like a deer in the light we hunting
Black fit in the night when we lunching
I can turn nuffin to something
Play wit my chips it get crunchy
Smoked all the beef we got munchies
Yu send out the heat
I send short Bundy
Left that boy in the seat
Stretched like scrunchies
Back in the school I wasn't flunking
In the crap games hall way junkies
Ain't no squashing let's get shit jumping
Lul Shawdyy a freak lets get thumping
Then I'm running streets
Just to count up this money
Wassup so Wassup so wassup so wassup
Yeah Drop your nuts and state your issue
Wassup
Drop your nuts and state your issue
So wassup
I was out tryna make moves
Them niggas be faker than auto tune
Drop a deuce got me I'm in my groove
Free short Glock he'll clear the room
Can't crash out stay focus
Niggas want beef
We bringing them smokers
Get them boys gone hocus-pocus
I'm sending them hittas
When shit get in motion
I moved up to lbs promotion
I'm getting to the money
F*ck the commotion
These niggas trap corroded
It's about time I put shit into motion
I'm bout to gas up from E
Playing the cards
That im handed with speed
I'm juggin day to day
I'm not taking no leave
Them bullets penetrate his body
Then Leave
He got checked to the E.R
Head tap his body
Now he looking like a retard
Big gorilla like Cesar
Ice so call got me looking like a freezer
Wassup so Wassup so wassup so wassup
Yeah Drop your nuts and state your issue
Wassup
Drop your nuts and state your issue
So wassup
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Beat up the paq till it pumping
Don't speak on my name or assumptions
He got hit in his chest he krumping
40 kick back if he fronting
He froze like a deer in the light we hunting
Black fit in the night when we lunching
I can turn nuffin to something
Play wit my chips it get crunchy
Smoked all the beef we got munchies
Yu send out the heat
I send short Bundy
Left that boy in the seat
Stretched like scrunchies
Back in the school I wasn't flunking
In the crap games hall way junkies
Ain't no squashing let's get shit jumping
Lul Shawdyy a freak lets get thumping
Then I'm running streets
Just to count up this money
Wassup so Wassup so wassup so wassup
Yeah Drop your nuts and state your issue
Wassup
Drop your nuts and state your issue
So wassup
I was out tryna make moves
Them niggas be faker than auto tune
Drop a deuce got me I'm in my groove
Free short Glock he'll clear the room
Can't crash out stay focus
Niggas want beef
We bringing them smokers
Get them boys gone hocus-pocus
I'm sending them hittas
When shit get in motion
I moved up to lbs promotion
I'm getting to the money
F*ck the commotion
These niggas trap corroded
It's about time I put shit into motion
I'm bout to gas up from E
Playing the cards
That im handed with speed
I'm juggin day to day
I'm not taking no leave
Them bullets penetrate his body
Then Leave
He got checked to the E.R
Head tap his body
Now he looking like a retard
Big gorilla like Cesar
Ice so call got me looking like a freezer
Wassup so Wassup so wassup so wassup
Yeah Drop your nuts and state your issue
Wassup
Drop your nuts and state your issue
So wassup
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Writer: Anthony Woodard
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