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letra de that's what's up - lil' wyte

the one and only
that’s what’s up
cold purple sprite
full of ‘lean in my cup
yeah – that’s what’s up!
yeah – that’s what’s up!
all the haters in the hood
make me wanna c-ck and bust
yeah – that’s what’s up!
yeah – that’s what’s up!
i done made a lot of money
ain’t to many that trust
yeah – that’s what’s up!
yeah – that’s what’s up!
but i’ma keep on hustlin’
’til my body turn into dust
yeah – that’s what’s up!
yeah – that’s what’s up!

i was born an raised a good old southern boy
with money up on my mind
took a thought turned it into a rhyme
and now i do this sh-t all the time
purple ‘lean in my cup
i’m throwin’ a blunt of ‘dro up in my mouth, and i feel pimps in forthly
we the sh-t ya’ll need to quit hating on the south
cause we just trying to make it like all the rest of them mother f-ckers is
i got talent and raw skills to pay the bills
so i’m gonna rock the biz
call me what you wanna call me
arrogant, evilish and conceited
i will sell cd’s off in cicaly, italy, also in new zealand
get mad international money
climbin higher up that ladder
grindin’ daily, b-tch, pay me
i gotta’ get my pockets fatter
memphis tennessee is the place
where i got all my special training
physical, mental, lyrical, spiritual
acheived it all without complainin’
i got a…

cold purple sprite
full of ‘lean in my cup
yeah – that’s what’s up!
yeah – that’s what’s up!
all the haters in the hood
make me wanna c-ck and bust
yeah – that’s what’s up!
yeah – that’s what’s up!
i done made a lot of money
ain’t to many that trust
yeah – that’s what’s up!
yeah – that’s what’s up!
but i’ma keep on hustlin’
’til my body turn into dust
yeah – that’s what’s up!
yeah – that’s what’s up!

i’m a motha’ f-ckin’ nympho
rubbin’ tip toes
sippin’ line in the back of a benzo’
hate me last year
wait til this year
you gonna have a lot more sh-t to be sick fo’
runnin’ the street and not givin’ a f-ck
still makin big money and get my d-ck suck
i’ma hold it down for my town
at the same time
goin’ to town to get some more bucks
if you gotta problem wit that
bring it to the hood
find me on my block
and i’ll kick your -ss
ride on the same
cause we done whooped plenty of motha f-ckas
just for talking all that trash
we don’t give a sh-t b-tch
that’s just the mentality of the dirty south
n-body really left the house hot
ready to fight
but you better watch your mouth
i roll with some of the rowdiest, buckest, crunkest f-cka’s
in the nation
and even if you keep me slippin’ solo
you won’t bust a raisan
serious though
i got dough
you broke, and know the score
purple sprite and paper flow
while you busy hatin’ ho’…

- lil wyte

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