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PriceTag - Wa**up lyrics

[Verse 1 : Price & Oktane ] One time, Look I pull up Drop top with a bad woa', you mad bro? Cuz a n***a gettin mad dough How you rap bro? n***a I could do it fast-slow Free Matt though, I'mma leave you off on that note Hold up Never tell me I'm neva gon get it When I gon spit it Everybody you thought was on I am offin' 'em Leave 'em off in a coffin You n***as all in or not? Never stop 'till they call they cops Cuz we bum rush the spot It's brodies, What's happnin? All these other young lil n***as is done rapping What's after the best young rappers, us In cash we trust, we got it in da bag so rush When we Come, come around and we pa** fast Getting fast cash n***as mad, cause we blast tracks All that chit chat, talkin fast Get you Glad wrapped, boy I'm the bomb I ain't never been to Baghdad Got a lil Spanish woa that like to act black Oh that's your girl? Well I thrash that She used to toot it up and I would tap tap Bend it over and I leave her with a cracked back Then it go DUN-DUN-DUN-DUNNN Super hero music n***a I do this here, you could neva do it n***a Incredible levels, Inevitable slaps I'm a beast and I leave you Standin' beheaded until everybody [Hook] Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Hold up Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Hold up Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Hold up Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Wa**up? Wa**up Wa**up Wa**up? Say Wa**up Wa**up Wa**up Wa**up? Say Wa**up Wa**up Wa**up Wa**up? Say Wa**up Wa**up Wa**up Wa**up [Verse 2 : Oktane & Price] Uhhh Lemme show you what's the deal n***a How you feel n***a? Gotta show these other lil dudes who the real n***as B-Oh-Dub capy tones, always in the field n***as I'll take any two lil dude even you lil n***as B-Oh-Dub is what I rep fool You my nephew and you my son, baby test tube I wreck you fuke you and wreck you Run for refuge, when you go against the best two (Hold up, him?) He's like a fish in a pond wit no fin (Him?) He's like a fish in a pond that can't swim (Who?) You really don't stand a chance, can't win And you prolly got a gay friend in the state pen You need more people I don't see enough If you beef with us, guarantee we gon need a bus Because B-Oh-Dub ain't a clique, we a team of rough n***as I'm so good at rapping I do it and beef it up Follow me "These new jerk n***as could rap? That's a miracle" Shut up n***a, gone and get up off my genitals I ain't really worried bout anybody Cuz rapping's more than a hobby And now you n***as on it? I don't get it tho It's a shame that you n***as don't got no life Getcha flow right I could go for the whole night All I see is green like I'm lookin at a go light Came with the brodies and already k**ed your whole hype B-Oh-Dub [Hook] Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Hold up Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Hold up Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Hold up Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Wa**up? Wa**up Wa**up Wa**up? Say Wa**up Wa**up Wa**up Wa**up? Say Wa**up Wa**up Wa**up Wa**up? Say Wa**up Wa**up Wa**up Wa**up