Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Wuz Up , by - Busta Rhymes. Release date: 28.05.2018
Song language: English
Wuz Up |
| Let’s give it to 'em |
| Yo, let’s give it to 'em |
| Yo, let’s give it to 'em |
| Busta Bust, let’s give it to 'em |
| Flipmode, let’s give it to 'em |
| Check it |
| Ever felt the fire burn like this (burn like this) |
| You shocked that I’ve returned like this |
| Stern like shit’ll make you firm like this |
| C’mon, while we make the bitches yearn like this |
| Pearl white shit’ll make the world hype quick |
| And earl like knowin I’m bonin your girl like this |
| Act sweet (BOY) nigga we pack heat so (BACK BOY) |
| Stack money like a Backstreet Boy |
| Track sheet, never whack, bitches hittin in my back seat |
| Love my flick up in the Black Beat boy |
| So move your black feet boy, make bitches bounce to this |
| Don’t let me have to let the mac speak boy |
| Track meet boy, hundred meter dash, straight to the trash |
| You corny rhymin on them whack beats boy (C'MON) |
| And you know we rock on and on |
| And make the bitches wanna bounce, all night long and |
| And to my gettin money niggas keep ballin (c'mon) |
| You know we bout to take it to the next mornin |
| Get your big ass on the floor! |
| You know we goin' do it to ya (alright) |
| You know we goin' do it to ya (alright) |
| You know we doin' do it to ya (alright) nigga |
| Get your big ass on the floor, C’MON! |
| The Range Ro' and everything you see is paid fo' nigga, c’mon |
| Change flow and then we lay low |
| Chase mo' money, fuck I wanna waste dough fo' |
| Stack peso, big money know my small money |
| Probably bigger than your WHACK payroll |
| Money get your hands off of me, dance all night |
| Break bitches hot and sweaty take your tight pants off for me |
| So horny, shorty pull your plans off on me |
| Whylin out, while shorty ditchin her mans off for me |
| So simple, there go the champagne glass |
| When your pour, make sure the whole entire thing full |
| Sinful! |
| Still shorty puttin the somethin on me |
| Brushin on me, whylin and feelin and touchin on me |
| Whatchu play fo'? |
| (RRAH!) When I hop up in my two do' |
| Great sex and do it, say no mo' (RRAH!) |
| Make those, know nigga we got heat big |
| Block sheets and shit and stay up on the hot street though (RRAH!) |
| Get high shit (RRAH!) fly bitches runnin the flo' |
| Hollerin and screamin this my shit! |
| (RRAH!) |
| Count that in the amounts that amount to the ceiling |
| I know you love the way we bounce back nigga |
| Gimme my ounce back nigga, Flipmode back in the spot |
| You can run and go announce that nigga, c’mon |
| Get your big ass on the floor |
| You know we goin'. |