Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Say Wassup, artist - Jay Rock. Album song Follow Me Home, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 25.07.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Top Dawg Entertainment
Song language: English
Say Wassup |
They know I put it down, now they wanna say wassup |
When you see me in your town, say wassup |
Roll around, say wassup |
Even ones who wear the crown say wassup, that’s wassup |
Break it down, that’s wassup |
Blow a pound, that’s wassup, aye |
(All day, every day, I be on my J-O) (That's wassup) |
(Oh, all day, every day) That’s wassup |
(All day, every day, I be on my J-O) That’s wassup |
(Oh, all day, every day) That’s wassup |
And my taillight broke like a promise, homie |
This the realest shit I wrote, on my momma, homie |
My teachers used to call my momma on me |
Now I’m a rapstar and I could fuck my momma’s homies |
(Soul!) Me and ScHoolboy hit the liquor store |
Chocolate Swisher burn slow, how sweet? |
Who got the dro? |
Who tryna chief? |
Like Pocahontas' daddy |
And I’m off that granddaddy kush, I’m finna start a family |
I’m ghetto, my Kool-Aid need mo' sugar |
Five-star suite, you ain’t know, suga? |
(You ain’t know, bitch?) |
I’m chilling, bumping Anita Baker |
Caked up, they wonder why I don’t need a baker |
But really though, I just need a hater |
So I ask 'em for their number when I see a hater |
Ask Obama if I don’t know about presidents |
Keep them dead motherfuckers resting in my money clip |
They know I put it down, now they wanna say wassup |
When you see me in your town, say wassup |
Roll around, say wassup |
Even ones who wear the crown say wassup, that’s wassup |
Break it down, that’s wassup |
Blow a pound, that’s wassup, aye |
(All day, every day, I be on my J-O) (That's wassup) |
(Oh, all day, every day) That’s wassup |
(All day, every day, I be on my J-O) That’s wassup |
(Oh, all day, every day) That’s wassup |
Look up in the mirror and my gangsta told me, what it do? |
Cap’n Crunch and Top Ramen all a nigga ever knew |
Got a bitch to twist a blunt and pop a nigga collar, too |
Who that nigga standing over there? |
That’s that nigga, Q |
What it do? |
That’s wassup, bang this in your Tonka truck |
Everybody rocking Chucks and pistol packing, that’s a must |
Sagging and my ass showing, mami and the cops knowing |
All I wanna do is smoke a blunt, let it bump |
Yeah, I’m looking in the mirror and the nigga said, wassup, Rock? |
And that nigga looked back at me and said, boy, you certified |
Took my '87 Regal, put it in a chop shop |
Stash spot, .45, run up, you gonna die |
Looking for a pretty bitch who can twerk it and throw it back |
Nigga diss me, no, I ain’t missing, I’m throwing shots back |
Jay Rock, top cat, and I’m still a Top Dawg |
Boxed in that Porsche box like I’m fighting southpaw |
They know I put it down, now they wanna say wassup |
When you see me in your town, say wassup |
Roll around, say wassup |
Even ones who wear the crown say wassup |
That’s wassup |
Break it down, that’s wassup |
Blow a pound, that’s wassup, aye |
(All day, every day, I be on my J-O) (That's wassup) |
(Oh, all day, every day) That’s wassup |
(All day, every day, I be on my J-O) That’s wassup |
(Oh, all day, every day) That’s wassup |
I’m Soulo, take a photo, blowing do-do in a dojo |
We a green light, you a no-go, hey Q, go |
No, Rock, go |
I’m a rock though, like Barack though |
And my eyes low and I drive slow like Paul Wall |
Give it back though, I got y’all |
Nah, fuck that, I’m a ball hog |
No, fuck that, they gon' fall off |
Got a sawed-off, I’mma hop out, let it all off |
Hop back in, then I haul off |
We situated, we hit the pavement so hard |
We all got ground to play with |
A challenger is like last year calendars |
Yup, you’re all outdated |
We all amazing, you all can hate it |
You can live or die, that’s your ultimatum |
Married to the game, at the altar wasted |
A pound of white rice on the tribe of Asians |
Niggas, they’ll ride for me, bitches, they desire me |
And what’s the one thing they hate the most? |
Saying bye to me |
They know I put it down, now they wanna say wassup |
When you see me in your town, say wassup |
Roll around, say wassup |
Even ones who wear the crown say wassup |
That’s wassup |
Break it down, that’s wassup |
Blow a pound, that’s wassup, aye |
(All day, every day, I be on my J-O) (That's wassup) |
(Oh, all day, every day) That’s wassup |
(All day, every day, I be on my J-O) That’s wassup |
(Oh, all day, every day) That’s wassup |