WASSUP (feat. JPEGMAFIA)

Joey Valence & Brae

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    JVB, sucka
    Wassup? Wassup?
    Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Ugh, ugh, ladies!)
    Wassup? Wassup?
    Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Ha, ha, yo!)
    Wassup? Wassup?
    Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Ugh, ugh, ladies!)
    Wassup? Wassup?
    Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Ha, ha, yo!)

    Uh, uh, you wanna know
    So I'ma let the music talk
    I'm makin' bops and all you make is shitty pop
    You rappers soft
    You think you hard, you really not
    Like, oh my God
    Your whole career is really chopped

    Wassup? Wassup?
    Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Ugh, ugh, ladies!)
    Wassup? Wassup?
    Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Ha, ha, yo!)
    Wassup? Wassup?
    Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Ugh, ugh, ladies! Ayy)
    Wassup? Wassup? (Ayy)
    Wass- Ayy
    One, two, three, woo!

    I'll do this shit two times like a Twix
    I got checks, got bands, I got bricks
    Swerve the corner in a four-door
    Videos of the show give you FOMO
    You green with envy, your fits are trash
    Oscar the Grouch head lookin' ass
    How you gonna hate from VIP?
    The real party's with JVB

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    Whoop, there it is!
    You wish you could do it like this
    Yeah, pardon me, it's just a part of me
    Bitch, I'm a star, astronomy, uh
    I feel like Gumby, uh, 'cause all I see is green
    I hear your drum beats, yeah, you just a MIDI-me

    Wassup? Wassup?
    Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Ugh, ugh, ladies!)
    Wassup? Wassup?
    Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Ha, ha, yo!)
    Wassup? Wassup?
    Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Ugh, ugh, ladies!)
    Wassup? Wassup?
    Yeah, you think you know me?

    I am the pick of the litter
    That infamous nigga
    The creature that you heard about
    Best thing to happen to rappin' since Earl
    I'm impatient I think I want props right now
    They wanna stack a bankroll like the mafia
    You niggas don't even sell out your town
    How in the fuck you look forty?
    You twenty and dress like a bum, you don't switch up your sound
    Wassup?
    Packin' a Dillinger, 'bout to do something corrupt, lyrical assassin
    We playin' twister, I reach for my waist, get to twistin' you up
    Nigga, wassup?
    Still on a bender
    Higher off life than I was on them benzos
    Got hit the fresh maker, it's not a mentos
    Hold my chopper close like that bitch a memento (One, two, three, woo!)

    Wassup? Wassup?
    Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Ugh, ugh, ladies!)
    Wassup? Wassup?
    Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Ha, ha, yo!)
    Wassup? Wassup?
    Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Ugh, ugh, ladies!)
    Wassup? Wassup?
    Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Ha, ha, yo!)
    (Wassup!)

    Uh, now shake that shit
    Now shake that shit, girl wassup?
    Wassup? Wassup?
    Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Ugh, ugh, ladies!)
    I think I want props right now
    I think I wanna bounce right now
    Nigga, wassup?
    Wassup? Wassup?
    Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Ha, ha, yo!)
    Wassup with y'all up in the front? Lemme see you jump
    Wassup? Wassup?
    Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Ugh, ugh, ladies!)
    Now everybody in the club, now just say: Wassup?
    Wassup? Wassup?
    Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Ha, ha, yo!)
    One, two, three, woo!

    Wassup? Wassup?
    Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Ugh, ugh, ladies!)
    Wassup? Wassup?
    Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Ha, ha, yo!)
    Wassup? Wassup?
    Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Ugh, ugh, ladies!)
    Wassup? Wassup?
    Wass-
    Now shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it

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