VVEST - That Dude Lyrics

Damn, it's been a while, I'm back

Who the f*ck is that? She bad. She cute. She cute
Who the f*ck am I? That dude. That dude. That dude
Who that f*ck is that? With the stacks? He cute. He rich
Who the f*ck am I? That bitch. That bitch. That bitch

I tell her, pop that pussy hoe
Niggas know, I don't fold
Can't tell between friend or foe
All my niggas real as gold
Broke niggas make me sick
And money is the antidote
I thank God I'm rich
I still kept my soul
Shittin' on niggas I don't even need me a toilet seat
I get it poppin' like oil and grease
She give the best head when she go on her knees
Sheesh, I'm a beast
If there's beef, then I'll feast
Why pay for an ad when we can fight, I got reach

Who the f*ck is that? She bad. She cute. She cute
Who the f*ck am I? That dude. That dude. That dude
Who that f*ck is that? With the stacks? He cute. He rich
Who the f*ck am I? That bitch. That bitch. That bitch

I tell her shake that ass like a donkey in an earthquake
Brooklyn be my birth place
Lame niggas irk me
Wessy T so fly yall can't relate yall stuck in bird cages
Worlds greatest word sadist
Take yo girl she flirtatious
Sippin fine wine with a fine dime
We gon' make a movie like it's prime time
Yuh yuh yuh yuh
Keep it 9 9 plus a one everyone time
Cause these niggas wanna take mine
Yuh yuh yuh yuh
Oh my gosh I took my time now I'm on top
Niggas fake like photoshop
Everywhere I go I get photos shot

Who the f*ck is that? She bad. She cute. She cute
Who the f*ck am I? That dude. That dude. That dude
Who that f*ck is that? With the stacks? He cute. He rich
Who the f*ck am I? That bitch. That bitch. That bitch