Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dat's Whut's Up, artist - Mac Dre. Date of issue: 17.07.2006
Song language: English
Dat's Whut's Up |
| Uh, look, look, cut |
| Cut look over there, look at that beezy (I see her, I see her) |
| Go beezy that’s the pleaser, uh she stupid huh? |
| Teaser the dick pleaser |
| What is she doing? |
| She shakin' it up, tryin' to get spotted |
| Ripped off Hennessy, mixed with Hypnotiq |
| Man this chick got it, she a thinger |
| Work that lip like an R&B singer |
| Now she all in my beamer, it’s two o' clockish |
| I’m a rap star boy, feelin' 2Pacish |
| Or rockish, call me Dre Van Halen |
| Or Thizzy Marley, I stay in inhalen |
| I rock a party til it turn a. |
| m |
| It ain’t a pary til they let Dre in |
| I do the wave man, and captain caveman |
| In some grey Vans, and some Ray-Bans |
| I’m Mac Dre man, I do it illy |
| Silly off the pilly, really Bo Billy |
| What the deally keep feeling my cup |
| I’m feeling myself nigga that’s wusup |
| Some more Henny in my cup (that's wusup) |
| A telly in the cut (nigga that’s wusup) |
| Some pilly and a blunt (that's wusup) |
| I’m finna act a nut (yeah that’s wusup) |
| T.V.'s, DVD’s (a that’s wusup) |
| E’s, hella trees (yeah that’s wusup) |
| Knit back cap (uh that’s wusup) |
| Baby crack that back (c'mon that’s wusup) |
| Uh, uh that’s wusup |
| Uh ahh that’s wusup |
| Uh ahh that’s wusup |
| Uh ahh that’s wusup |
| I don’t got no time if you don’t got no money |
| I don’t got no time if you don’t got no money |
| She’s pop sicle toes, man she’s cold |
| You know me when I’m in my mode |
| I can talk fly off a piece of dookie |
| I can talk Muslim up out his kufe |
| Act goofy, girl get stuy |
| Miami this hit, call Chuy |
| Call the Louies, call my mama |
| This gon' be the biggest thang since Osama |
| You punks don’t want know drama |
| I put you on pause stop you like a comma |
| I’m piranha, in bay waters |
| Knit back cap, throwback Starter |
| B-Boy with the square look decoy |
| Cutthoat, used to be a D-Boy |
| Three toys, on dub or more |
| Bring the hook back I’m finna club some more |
| Since the police let me out the Pen |
| I’ve been stacking hella yen |
| Shillings, francs, even pesos |
| Big bank gettin' sloppy facials |
| I don’t chase hoes, hoes chase me |
| Gettin' jaw in the Benz, with the AC |
| Blowing, almost harder than baby |
| No ones harder then Dre I’m gravy |
| Saucy, flossy, keep thangs bossy |
| A lil over ten, is what the rims cost me |
| A lil more gin I do the Jim Browski |
| Like Filmoe Slim, a pimp, you can’t cross me |
| No shrimp, Dre eat prawns |
| And do you have any Grey Poupon |
| I wanna rub it up, flip it up, smack it up |
| When I bust a nut lick it up that’s wusup |
| That’s wusup |
| Nigga that’s wusup |
| That’s wusup |
| Yeah that’s wusup |
| A that’s wusup |
| Yeah that’s wusup |
| Uh that’s wusup |
| C’mon that’s wusup |