Supa Dups - W.T.P. lyrics

[Intro] Yeah! Hah. Oh! Get up, where my dreads at? I said 'Get up' You know what happens when I'm around, man Woo!, let's go Better watch out, now, cause here we come And we ain't stoppin' until we see the morning Sun So give us room to do our thing, cause we ain't come to hurt no one So errybody come and get up on the floor and now and grab someone [Verse 1] Man, first of all, I'm a boss I just wanna get that across Man, even my dentist hates when I floss Pull up to the club in a Pinto like it's a Porsche Garbage bag for one of the windows, spray painted doors With the flames on ‘em Michigan plates, and my names on ‘em Baby, Shady's here; come and get him if you dames want him But he ain't stupid, so quit tryna run them games on him He's immune to Cupid, why you tryna put your claims on him? Cause you won't do to me what you did to the last man Now climb in back, try not to kick over the gas can There's a half a gallon in it, that could be our last chance We have of just gettin' home, now can I get that lap dance? She's got a tattoo of me right above her a**, man In the streets of Warren, Michigan we call ‘em tramp stamps That means she belongs to me Time to put the damn clamps down And show this hussy who's the man Now get amped, dance!! [Hook] Now you can do this on your own But everyone knows that no one likes to be alone So get on the floor and grab somebody Ain't nothin' but a white trash party So let's have us a little bash And if anyone asks, it ain't no one but us trash You don't know, you better ask somebody Cause we're having a white trash party [Verse 2] Pull a fifth of Bacardi from outta my underwear And walk around the party without a care Like a body without a head Looking like a zombie from "Night of the Living Dead" And tomorrow, probably still be too high to get out of bed Til I feel like I been hit with the sharp part of the hammer Mixing Hennessy and Fanta with Pepto and Mylanta I shoot the gift like I'm hollering “Die Santa” Missed the tree and hit Rudolf and two innocent bystanders So quit tryna play the wall like you Paul And get on the floor when the beat drops and stop stalling They call me the Stephon Marbury of rap, darlin Cause as soon as they throw on some R. Kelly I start ballin Making it rain for the ladies in the mini's But I'm not throwing ones, fives, tens, or even twenties I'm throwing quarters, nickels, dimes, pennies up at skinnies Man, I do this for them bunnies up at Denny's From the North, East, and West But when it comes to them trailers in them South-parks, muffle it Cause homie that hood's tighter than Kenny's So ladies if your belly bu*ton's not an innie, then I'm outtie Now hop in my minivan, lets get rowdy, come on [Hook] Now you can do this on your own But everyone knows that no one likes to be alone So get on the floor and grab somebody Ain't nothin' but a white trash party So let's have us a little bash And if anyone asks, it ain't no one but us trash You don't know, you better ask somebody Cause we're having a white trash party [Bridge] Now whether you're black, white, or purple If you're misunderstood But you don't give a f** You ain't doing sh** that you should Long as you know you're up to evil And you're no damn good Get on the floor mayne, and rep your hood [Verse 3] Now honey, don't let them pricks trip, we should make a quick dip And go do some doughnuts in the hospital parking lot Cause girl, I got a sick whip, kick the back window outta my Gremlin Put two milk crates in the trunk, rip out the stick shift And make a five-seater; I'll be damned if I feed a chick It ain't like me to split a piece of dry pita I be the S-L-to-the-I-M to the S-H-A-D-Y And I don't need a tank top to be a wife beater I'll rip a tree out the ground and flip it upside down 'Fore I turn over a new leaf, clown I'll tell you now, I'm so raw, I still need to unthaw You feel me y'all? I shut the club down like Drake in the mall! But baby, a body like that's against the law You the baddest little Chain with the Blades I ever Saw Coleslaw containers, empty straw wrappers, and all You got more junk in your trunk than I do in my car, now get up! [Hook] Now you can do this on your own But everyone knows that no one likes to be alone So get on the floor and grab somebody Ain't nothin' but a white trash party So let's have us a little bash And if anyone asks, it ain't no one but us trash You don't know, you better ask somebody Cause we're having a white trash party