Rah Digga - What's Up Wit' That lyrics

Ha, once again
First and only female representin, yeah
Rah Digga comin through you
Know what I'm sayin
Uhh, uhh, uhh, yeah like what, what

Now I'ma tell it like it
Ain't never been told
With the rhyme mechanism that
Boost me ten-fold
Spend dough in pubs, sayin no to scrubs
With the crisp deep voice
I lace with overdubs
Now wassup, if by some haphazard
You see me in Rolling Stone
Or down the rapmaster
Up in the slot where you used to rock
Your shit suddenly drop and
Like Wall Street stop
Now, the part that thrill me
What's up with that
Cats that didn't wanna feel me, yo
What's up with that
Ha ha ha ha that's fine, that's funny
Now they ass catching bricks like
The fuckin crash dummies

I'm makin hit's like the oldies
What's up wit that
Cats be frontin like they know me, yo
What's up wit that you gon say what's up and
I'ma say nothin strangers
My interest strictly record sales
And tunnel bangers

Cuz that's how shit be, what's up wit that
The Rah D I G, yo what's up wit that
I'm writin rhymes lovely, what's up wit that
And how I rep Jersey, yo what's up wit that
I wreck shop crazy, what's up wit that
And radio plays me, yo
You gon say what's up and
I'ma say nothin strangers
My interest strictly record sales
And tunnel bangers

Verse dentin, worse than armageddon
Worse than them kids runnin
Around bomb settin mind threatenin
Like a couple hit's of mescaline
Comin up with documents to
Cover the embezzlin
Educated, rhymes pre-meditated
Over niggas heads while they out percolatin
Spot datin, block money I could take in
Drops on the box like I was ovulatin

Now, for all the cats wildin
What's up wit that
You best better throw your towel in, yo
What's up wit that
Cuz the real rap bitch that
Step foot on the scene
Will put a rapper on his ass
Like warm milk and Ovaltine
Yeah, yeah, now what you done lately
What's up wit that
And now you wanna hate me
Yo what's up wit that sweetest person
And I'm still the grimy queen
Wit a half ounce of goodie
Stashed in my Tommy Jeans

Cuz that's how shit be, what's up wit that
The Rah D I G, yo what's up wit that
I'm writin rhymes lovely, what's up wit that
And how I rep Jersey, what's up wit that
I wreck shop crazy, what's up wit that
And radio plays me, yo what's up wit that
Sweetest person
And I'm still the grimy queen
Wit a half ounce of goodie
Stashed in my Tommy Jeans

In '99 baby hold your stuff
I be that seventh sign wit no
More souls in the guff
Focus your attention as I make my mark
Cuz I get the party jumpin
Like your hoopty won't start
Got a bad attitude and a worse disposition
Corny niggas get the boot
For endangerin the mission
Believe all you rap specimens
Need to proofread my rap reference
'Fore you're left hangin from your vest
Definitely, gettin severance pay
While my joint moves 20, 000 unit's every day
Official, ever since an itty bitty youngun
Before the first kiss when I
Didn't put my tongue in
Now, I'm kickin all type of lingo
What's up wit that
I make the shit into a single, ha
What's up wit that you gon say what's up and
I'ma say nothin papi
Go cop my shit, because you can't get a copy

Cuz that's how shit be, what's up wit that
The Rah D I G, yo what's up wit that
I'm writin rhymes lovely, what's up wit that
And how I rep Jersey, yo what's up wit that
I wreck shop crazy, what's up wit that
And radio plays me, yo what's up wit that
You gon say what's up and
I'ma say nothin papi
Go cop my shit, because you can't get a copy

Cuz that's how shit be, what's up wit that
The Rah D I G, yo what's up wit that
I'm writin rhymes lovely, what's up wit that
And how I rep Jersey, yo what's up wit that
I wreck shop crazy, what's up wit that
And radio plays me, yo what's up wit that
You gon say what's up and
I'ma say nothin chico
I hold shit down for all
My rhyme writin people
Cuz that's how shit be, the Rah D I G
I'm writin rhymes lovely
And how I rep Jersey