| Wat Up, Wat Up
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| We in dis bitch
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| Webbie Trill ENT Young Savage
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| We in dis bitch
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| I’m lookin for da baddest bitch up in here
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| We in dis bitch
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| Baddest-Bitch-In-Here
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| We in dis bitch
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| I want her, I want her
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| We in dis bitch
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| Look
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| Niggas still talking thousands, man dats ol' money
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| I den got so much of cake, I’m gettin hoes money
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| Like da Birdman bitch, I got blow money
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| Lookin for a friend girl, tryna let her hold something
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| Pull up in a cold something, bought a whole dozen bottles
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| Da club still bucking jus to throw something
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| Just got finished smokin a cigar, finna roll something
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| I got my people wit me, look like a hundred of us
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| Stupid as chain on, I spent a hundred something
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| Bent her over like a dawg, I had her running from me
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| Ask me where I came from, I told dat hoe from nuthin
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| Lil pretty perky titties, booty like a bubble
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| Told me dat she had a man, she do it on da under
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| U know Savage gone, stay wit da baddest one
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| Heard it was gone be jumpin, so I jus had to come
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| I’m on a hundred dawg, man who I’m lookin for
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| We got big dollas, yaw got lil chips
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| Champagne bottles, riding round in big whips
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| We make it rain on em, yaw make it drip drip
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| I’m tryna leave wit da baddest bitch in here
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| Throw some cheese on da baddest bitch in here
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| Make ya self seem like u da baddest bitch in here
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| I believe she da baddest bitch in here
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| Yes indeed u da baddest bitch in here
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| I-WANT-HER
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| Fuck dat shit, I want dat bitch there
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| Da pretty one, I don’t want da sadiddy one
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| Seen to many ratchet ass hoes gettin sitcoms
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| 'hind closed doors, all dey do is suck big boys
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| Everytime I go up to da awards, Imma get one
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| Matter fact me and Phat just gone just stick one
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| Really in da streets mane, I ain’t just on
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| Da microphone checkers, dey crack up under pressure
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| Lookin for da baddest bitch up in here
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| And wen I get her, Imma hit her and forget her
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| And name a nigga trilla, I’ll admit it
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| Ain’t da richest nigga, but my cake, straight
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| And most of these other niggas fake
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| Drankin Rosa, smoking on grapes
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| And i can sit here, and throw dis money all day
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| Let em hate
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| Remind them haters don’t play
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| I’ll hate to have to bloody up da place
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| I-WANT-HER
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| I want my bitch to be a big fine ass juicy
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| And u don’t have to tell her, she know wat she doing
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| Trill ENT still here still booting
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| Da bitch standing still, but her booty still moving
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| Can catch me in a benz drop top just cruising
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| Or even in da club popping bottles wit a cutie
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| Da niggas hollering at me, sayin Webbie how ya do it
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| Got dat type of shit, dat a make everybody loose it
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| These niggas rapping bout gettin money
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| Can’t prove it, Nigga I got 9 or 10 cars sittin stupid
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| And these niggas going to jail high pussy stupid
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| Cuz I den seen some hoes leave some niggas lookin stupid
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| Cupid, yaw ain’t playa’s yaw foolish
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| Spend ya last dolla on cuchi, u a clown
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| You clown of excuses, and we got money flying everywhere
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| So just excuse it
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| I-WANT-HER |