WTF Songtext
von Tittsworth

What′s up, what's up, what′s up, what's up, what's up
What′s good, what′s up, what's up, what′s up, what's up
What′s up, what's up, what′s up, what's up, what's up
What′s up, what′s up, what's up, what′s up, what's up
What′s up, what's up, what′s up, what's up, what's up
What′s up, what′s up, what's up, what′s up, what's up
What′s up, what's up, what′s up, what's up, what's up


Twenty-one deep, out in the street
I got my whole clique ridin′ in the back seat
They wanna move with me straight to the top
Put up your tray tables and hide your iPods
Yes ma′am, jet to the Chevy
We up at the co-op and my bag's so heavy
I get busy ′cause I'm out steady grindin′
Guarantee steady rising, I'm a big black potter
Ain′t nobody playin' with me, bitch please
I'mma take over, how you a white chaufer?
Tell her get a pink slip
I′m runnin′ this shit just so I can face hoes
And handle that, if you can't speak
I′m holdin' all the cards, so read ′em and weep
Block hot, callin' the shots, on the block
Fresh by design, you can ask La Rock

What′s up, what's up, what's up, what′s up, what′s up
What's good, what′s up, what's up, what′s up, what's up
What′s up, what's up, what's up, what′s up, what′s up
What's up, what′s up, what's up, what′s up, what's up


Nasty flavor, major pace banger
Heavy big bangin′ beats and big paper
Baby, with your girl, didn't even have to game her
So fresh, so clean and so gangsta
Not for nothin' like it′s free or somethin′
Fuck that, we in the club, frontin'
With these plastic humans, robots, mannequins
Fucking on the floor like they never gon′ dance again
Great to look at, murder to talk to
Hit it one time, that's a license to stalk you
Shorty shine, step to it real proper
Shot down like Nancy Sinatra
Faded, fucked up, dead exhausted
She all on the thang and she can′t get off it
I'm in her kitty bank makin′ deposits
While you were contemplatin' trapped in the closet
Motherfuckers split the blunt like apartheid
And roll with us while we party on the dark side
Come along, get together, we can hang on it
Let it bang bang, speed it up, put some James on it
Wait, huh? What the fuck?
Everybody on drugs
Indie fucks, pseudo thugs
All of y'all can get these nuts

What′s up, what′s up, what's up, what′s up, what's up
What′s good, what's up, what′s up, what's up, what's up
What′s up, what′s up, what's up, what′s up, what's up
What′s up, what's up, what′s up, what's up, what's up