Lames, 8Percent - WUTITDO! lyrics
[Lames, 8Percent - WUTITDO! lyrics]
We'll now begin the push-up
Section ready? Begin $upreme, you're a bitch
Ayy, ayy, ayy
I've been gone for a while
But I'm comin' right back
Like a MAC, I'ma fire off until I'm on stacks
Breaking through the line
I never fumble the sack
And I'm bouncing off the walls
Like a tweaker on crack up and I'm blasting
I'm like a fucking disaster
And now I'm speaking in tongues
Feel like a deacon, or pastor
I don't give a fuck, I'm the lamest
One rapper ripping through the ranks
But I gotta go faster
Like, who wanna step to me?
Becausе I'm looking like Woo
Stepping in my Dior, got me moving Sly Coop
Gliding undеr radar, can I ask, what it do?
You will never be the same, lame
Like, who wanna step to me?
Because I'm looking like Woo
Stepping in my Dior, got me moving Sly Coop
Gliding under radar, can I ask, what it do?
(Ayy, ayy, ayy)
You will never be the same lame, like who
Ayy, flexed up, racks up
Balling like I'm both Jordans
Everybody wanna be us, man
That shit is so corny
All it took was one look
Now she in the mosh pit
Told me that she miss the
Rage, I said: "Baby, watch this"
On my neck, Vivienne Westwood
I pull up on 'em like, what's good?
I do shit that you wish you could
And I'ma always be on top
(Ayy, ayy, ayy) , bitch, get it understood
Like, who wanna step to me?
Because I'm looking like Woo
Stepping in my Dior, got me moving Sly Coop
Gliding under radar, can I ask, what it do?
You will never be the same, lame
Like, who wanna step to me?
Because I'm looking like Woo
Stepping in my Dior, got me moving Sly Coop
Gliding under radar, can I ask, what it do?
You will never be the same lame, like who
Section ready? Begin $upreme, you're a bitch
Ayy, ayy, ayy
I've been gone for a while
But I'm comin' right back
Like a MAC, I'ma fire off until I'm on stacks
Breaking through the line
I never fumble the sack
And I'm bouncing off the walls
Like a tweaker on crack up and I'm blasting
I'm like a fucking disaster
And now I'm speaking in tongues
Feel like a deacon, or pastor
I don't give a fuck, I'm the lamest
One rapper ripping through the ranks
But I gotta go faster
Like, who wanna step to me?
Becausе I'm looking like Woo
Stepping in my Dior, got me moving Sly Coop
Gliding undеr radar, can I ask, what it do?
You will never be the same, lame
Like, who wanna step to me?
Because I'm looking like Woo
Stepping in my Dior, got me moving Sly Coop
Gliding under radar, can I ask, what it do?
(Ayy, ayy, ayy)
You will never be the same lame, like who
Ayy, flexed up, racks up
Balling like I'm both Jordans
Everybody wanna be us, man
That shit is so corny
All it took was one look
Now she in the mosh pit
Told me that she miss the
Rage, I said: "Baby, watch this"
On my neck, Vivienne Westwood
I pull up on 'em like, what's good?
I do shit that you wish you could
And I'ma always be on top
(Ayy, ayy, ayy) , bitch, get it understood
Like, who wanna step to me?
Because I'm looking like Woo
Stepping in my Dior, got me moving Sly Coop
Gliding under radar, can I ask, what it do?
You will never be the same, lame
Like, who wanna step to me?
Because I'm looking like Woo
Stepping in my Dior, got me moving Sly Coop
Gliding under radar, can I ask, what it do?
You will never be the same lame, like who