Duke Deuce - WTF! lyrics

[Intro] ​​oldhauntie came through [Chorus] ni**a, what the fu*k?! (Huh?) ni**a, what the fu*k?! (ni**a, what the fu*k?!) b*tch, what the fu*k?! (What, what, what?) b*tch, what the fu*k?! (b*tch, what the fu*k?!) What the (Huh?), What the (Who?) What the (What?), what the (What?) What the (Huh?), What the (Who?) What the (What?), What the fu*k?! What the (Huh?), What the (Who?) What the (What?), what the (What?) What the (Huh?), What the (Who?) What the (What?), What the fu*k?! [Bridge] Shut the fu*k up Shut the fu*k up (b*tch), shut the fu*k up (Stupid ho) Shut the fu*k up (b*tch), shut the fu*k up (Stupid ho) Shut the fu*k up (b*tch), shut the fu*k up (Stupid ho) (What the fu*k?!) [Verse 1] fu*k whoever don't like this song, I crank this b*tch up by my own (Ayy-ayy) Crunkstars in the fu*kin' crowd, get buck, get wild, let's go, let's go (Let's go, let's go) I might jaw a ni**a just to shoi hkm I ain't no fu*kin ho (No fu*kin ho) I told Wafi, "Heavy on the ice, my pockets on fu*kin' swole" Building my brand from the fu*kin' ground up, you ain't never gone see me fold (See me fold) Lame ass ni**a, we know y'all hatin' on us, that's why we fu*kin' y'all hoes (fu*kin' y'all hoes) See my ice, she see my whip, the b*tch gon' blow like good C4 I'm the gang, he the gang, she the gang, we the gang, sticking to them Triple M codes I don't know nobody realer, I'm really eatin' steaks with some muhfu*kin' killers You must want Anna like Miller b*tch, I'm rich, I drop off the scriller to hitters Still on my toes like Thriller Hoes by the two's, one chocolate, and one is vanilla And b*tch, I own all my cars, I ain't nothin' like these rap ni**as On God [Chorus] ni**a, what the fu*k?! (Huh?) ni**a, what the fu*k?! (ni**a, what the fu*k?!) b*tch, what the fu*k?! (What, what, what?) b*tch, what the fu*k?! (b*tch, what the fu*k?!) What the (Huh?), What the (Who?) What the (What?), what the (What?) What the (Huh?), What the (Who?) What the (What?), What the fu*k?! What the (Huh?), What the (Who?) What the (What?), what the (What?) What the (Huh?), What the (Who?) What the (What?), What the fu*k?! [Verse 2] fu*k the laws, lil' b*tch, I'm hot co*k the Glock, get popped, get dropped This not a hard top, this the drop (The drop) Put me on any beat, I bet I pop (I pop) ni**a really talking like Duke ain't the hardest Rap game janitor, take out the garbage Styling, I can drip a shirt out of Target Black and white money, I'm in everybody market Lacking never, gangsta forever Why pay a shooter? I can shoot the sh*t better Bottom plastic, the top is metal Shoot 'em, bow-bow, leave his soul in the weather I did it, I done it, now tell me who better Don't play with Duke Deuce, that's a whole 'nother level Wherever, whenever, pop sh*t on whoever Protected by God, but the choppa the devil (Yeah, yeah) Two-toned pendant, but the center rose gold Leave your ho 'cause she might get stole I was out late, you was under your ho You ain't got no grind, can't meet your goals Everybody know I'm that ni**a, but don't nobody know you, ni**a Money ain't fall in my lap Half of these rappers ain't winnin' off trap, ni**a, we know you cap ni**as done threatened my life, I was still thinkin' 'bout money Like ni**as ain't talkin' bout nothin, you ain't never even beat up nothin' Last time I checked, you a b*tch, you must turnt to a G or some You too old to be trying to get rank Lil' boy, sit down before you get spanked, b*tch [Chorus] ni**a, what the fu*k?! (Huh?) ni**a, what the fu*k?! (ni**a, what the fu*k?!) b*tch, what the fu*k?! (What, what, what?) b*tch, what the fu*k?! (b*tch, what the fu*k?!) What the (Huh?), What the (Who?) What the (What?), what the (What?) What the (Huh?), What the (Who?) What the (What?), What the fu*k?! What the (Huh?), What the (Who?) What the (What?), what the (What?) What the (Huh?), What the (Who?) What the (What?), What the fu*k?!