WYD lyrics

by

Mir Fontane


[Intro]
Add a little more sauce to it

[Chorus]
Wake up early in the morn’, ayy
b*tch, I’m poppin’ what you doin’, ayy
Said I’m poppin’ what you doin’, ayy
b*tch, I’m poppin’ what you doin’, ayy
I’m f*ckin’ yo’ b*tch cause you boring, ayy
b*tch, I’m poppin’ what you doin’, yeah
Said I’m poppin’ what you doin’, yeah
Said I’m poppin’, what you doin’, ayy
Ballin’, scoring, b*tch I’m poppin’ what you doin’, ayy
b*tch, I’m poppin’ what you doin’, yeah
Said I’m poppin’ what you doin’, ayy
You lackin’, c’mon, b*tch I’m poppin’ what you doin’, yeah
Said I’m poppin’ what you doin’, ayy
b*tch, I’m poppin’ what you doin’, yeah

[Verse 1]
I could’ve copped me a Rollie for real, but I had to bail out my brodie for real
Cuzzo he wild’n, pull up in the wheel and I ain’t even know it was stolen for real
First they took Obi and then they took Mazie and that really f*cked with my soul like for real
Do this for all of my soldiers for real, $outh$ide we ride, you know this for real
Ain’t have to stand on nobody corner, I’m keeping all of my dollars forreal
I want them M’s like McDonald’s for real, cause n*ggas be clowns like Ronald for real
Playa playa from the Himalayas, I’m the real thing you an imitator
If you wild out I go super saiyan, f*ck around catch this Kamehameha
Bad! Thick! That’s my lil’ ratchet lil’ baby
I shoulda been cut her off but you know that pus*y be brazy, yeah
‘Member those hoes didn’t know us, aye
It’s funny how now they all on us, yeah
Just spent a check on my grill, mouth look like a six-pack of Coronas, yeah

[Chorus]
Wake up early in the morn’, ayy
b*tch, I’m poppin’ what you doin’, ayy
Said I’m poppin’ what you doin’, ayy
b*tch, I’m poppin’ what you doin’, ayy
I’m f*ckin’ yo’ b*tch cause you boring, ayy
b*tch, I’m poppin’ what you doin’, yeah
Said I’m poppin’ what you doin’, yeah
Said I’m poppin’, what you doin’, ayy
Ballin’, scoring, b*tch I’m poppin’ what you doin’, ayy
b*tch, I’m poppin’ what you doin’, yeah
Said I’m poppin’ what you doin’, ayy
You lackin’, c’mon, b*tch I’m poppin’ what you doin’, yeah
Said I’m poppin’ what you doin’, ayy
b*tch, I’m poppin’ what you doin’, yeah

[Verse 2]
$outh$ide. Fontane
Young n*gga stay flyer than a soul plane
Might sing to ya b*tch like I’m T-Pain
Got her hangin’ on the hip like a keychain
Young boul but I’m far from a rookie, yeah
Shawty keep throwing me the pus*y, aye
She think I’m A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie, yeah
Well I guess I’m A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie, yeah
I don’t blow racks on no Gucci, yo’ girlfriend a groupie, she throw me the coochie for real
And my white boy got the uzi, he don’t f*ck wit’ goofies, so best watch ya kufi for real
Walked in flexing like a muhf*cka, throw some cheese and some lettuce in this muhf*cka
Ya girlfriend steady smiling and she call me Thousand Island
Cause she know that I be dressing like a muhf*cka
I’m drippin’ in juice when I walk, yeah
You n*ggas just talking to talk, c’mon
I for real got this jacket in Houston
I deadass copped these Timbs in New York, yeah
I got it straight from the dirt, yeah
I just been puttin’ in work, yeah
Remember those days I was broke
Now we paid like 15 and the first

[Chorus]
Wake up early in the morn’
b*tch, I’m poppin’ what you doin’
Said I’m poppin’ what you doin’
b*tch, I’m poppin’ what you doin’
I’m f*ckin’ yo’ b*tch cause you boring
She said I’m poppin’ what you doin’
She said I’m poppin’ what you doin’
Said I’m poppin’, what you doin’
Ballin’, scoring, b*tch I’m poppin’ what you doin’
Said I’m poppin’ what you doin’
You know we poppin’ what you doin’
You lackin’, c’mon, b*tch I’m poppin’ what you doin’
SouthSi ~ ~ ~
ON THE $OUTH$IDE OF JERSEY!

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