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What's up? What's happening? What's up? What's happening? J-J-J-J-J-JR. I'm so froze like a popsicle, but I'm hot When I walk through the club. I'm so, I'm so fresh, so clean like Three Stacks and Big Boy. Shawty beat me up, bigger than drip off flood. I don't care about that hip, that yap, that Talk, 'cause they know what's up. What's up? What's what's up, what's What's Happening? What's up? What's up, what's happening? Oh. I'm so froze like a popsicle, But I'm hot when I walk through the club. I don't care about that hip, that yap, that Talk, 'cause know what's up. Spicy, spicy, he call me a hot tamale. She's so thicky, he be trippin' off that body. Chomp it, chomp it, chomp it, chomp it like Karate. And I'm paid up, that's why she be so Gaudy. I do what I want, ain't worried 'bout no Hater. Monday all the way to Sunday, 'bout that paper. On my own like that. Yeah, home grown like that. All around the world they be showin' love, and I give love right back. I'm so froze like a popsicle, but I'm hot When I walk through the club. I'm so, I'm So fresh, so clean like Three Stacks and Big Boy. Shawty beat me up, bigger than drip off Flood. I don't care about that hip, that yap, That talk, 'cause they know what's up. What's up? What's up, what's up, What's up? What's happening? What's happening? Oh. I'm so froze like a popsicle, But I'm hot when I walk through the club. I don't care about that hip, that yap, that Talk, 'cause know what's up. Well it's the god Of the flow, I'm making sure you really know That it's the god of the mic every single Time. You type it in the caption, I'm the Nicest in this motherfucker. Do I need to shed A little light? See, see, when I'm in the Club don't front no matter how you wanna, huh. You don't really wanna fight. Oh nah. Every diamond on me shining and we sparkling up Every room. You jealous little parasite. Jealous little parasite. Bust rhymes and Sierra Little nigga. Cocky. Push a cannon if you like. If you like. Ooh. Put your drink up in the air and we Celebrating life. Celebrating life. Yeah. We give a fuck about the haters, we Ain't dealing with the strife 'cause we living Nigga. Everybody go and get a bottle if you Want to. We done bought the bar, don't worry About the price. That's right. I-I'm so froze like a popsicle, but I'm Hot when I walk through the club. I'm so, I'm so fresh, so clean like Three Stacks and Big Boy. Shawty beat me up, bigger than drip off flood. I don't care about that hip, that yap, that Talk, 'cause they know what's up. What's up? What's up, what's up? What's happening? What's what's up, what's up? What's happening? Oh. I'm so froze like a popsicle, But I'm hot when I walk through the club. I don't care about that hip, that yap, that Talk, 'cause know what's up.
Ciara, Busta Rhymes — Wassup
«Wassup» — Ciara, Busta Rhymes. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 2:52. Жанр — R&B.
