制作

出演艺人
Juvenile
Juvenile
表演者
作曲和作词
Terius Gray
Terius Gray
词曲作者
Byron Thomas
Byron Thomas
词曲作者
制作和工程
Mannie Fresh
Mannie Fresh
制作人

歌词

[Verse 1]
(Okay) Uh-huh (Uh-huh)
Okay (Mmhmm), uh-huh
(Mmhmm) Street mix (Street mix)
(Uh-huh) Listen, listen, listen
(Ladies and gentlemen!)
[Verse 2]
Okay, I'm Weezy Wee the man and I reps it well
And it's gon' be Cash Money whether death or jail
Catch me flossin' in the hood, tryin' to get at ya girl
Or in a Porsche like a bat out of hell
Now I'ma tell ya how it is and no matter the cost
Respect me or get a shot to where you gather your thoughts
Got a Escalade, it wavin' on them deep dish rims
And got ya girl sayin', "We just friends," I ain't trippin'
[Verse 3]
I'ma do it for my city so ya gotta get with it
Blue-eyed Bentley, knew I'd get it, uh-huh
From the streets of the dirty, it's humid and muddy
We get money or it get bloody, ya heard me?
I got some freaks on my side that you'll like
And somethin' on my wrist colder than a Coors Light
It's SQ-7 CMB, it's life
It's Hot Boy forever, Weezy Wee get right, uh-huh
(Ladies and gentlemen!)
[Verse 4]
Wodie, whassup? Wodette, whassup?
Wodie, whassup? Set it off in this mother, whassup?
Wodie, whassup? Wodette, whassup?
Wodie, whassup? Set it off in this mother, whassup?
[Verse 5]
Wodie, whassup? Wodette, whassup?
Wodie, whassup? Set it off in this mother, whassup?
Wodie, whassup? Wodette, whassup?
Wodie, whassup? Set it off in this mother, whassup?
[Verse 6]
I'm the number one stunna, Baby, B, Bryan and Bubba
Got that Crist' in my hand, a pistol in the other
Ol' Ignant Hot Boy 'bout to get in some trouble
Plus I'm leanin' off the liquor, 'bout to get at your woman
I'm runnin' with them HPGs, them Uptown thugs
I ain't buyin' the bar, homie, I'm buyin' the club
So momma, look, get chea, show me whassup
Put some straightenin' on 'em dubs and show me some love
Like Hennessy, album, clean, G
You gotta admit it, that's the way it's supposed to be
I'm the bird man, homie, and I'm sellin' them cheaps
Put hits on Bustaz while I'm brushin' my teefs
Can't quit this now 'cause you done played it too strong
Stunna Corleone till I'm dead and gone
One love to them Hot Boys, sellin' that wrong
And my homies in the pen from usin' they phones
[Verse 7]
Wodie, whassup? Wodette, whassup?
Wodie, whassup? Set it off in this mother, whassup?
Wodie, whassup? Wodette, whassup?
Wodie, whassup? Set it off in this mother, whassup?
[Verse 8]
Wodie, whassup? Wodette, whassup?
Wodie, whassup? Set it off in this mother, whassup?
Wodie, whassup? Wodette, whassup?
Wodie, whassup? Set it off in this mother, whassup?
[Verse 9]
Look, forget what ya heard, dawg, Turk still thuggin'
You got me messed up, 'bout to make me start bustin'
Trust me, I don't miss cousin
And the last thing you see is fire and blood gushin'
I'm a lil' thug, always strapped with that thang
You get killed, thug, when you're messin' with me, main
I run with real soldiers called the B.G.F.
Ready for anything you could believe dat dere
[Verse 10]
I guess it's in us to be the way that we be
We all from Uptown, from the 3 till the 13th
We tote choppers with a hundred in 'em
And you see them dope shops we 'bout, runnin' in 'em
We play it raw, give a know what about the law
They get stole too when they messin' with us
My team still strong, we all from the hood
CMR for life, come between? Wish you would
[Verse 11]
Wodie, whassup? Wodette, whassup?
Wodie, whassup? Set it off in this mother, whassup?
Wodie, whassup? Wodette, whassup?
Wodie, whassup? Set it off in this mother, whassup?
[Verse 12]
Wodie, whassup? Wodette, whassup?
Wodie, whassup? Set it off in this mother, whassup?
Wodie, whassup? Wodette, whassup?
Wodie, whassup? Set it off in this mother, whassup?
[Verse 13]
Wodie, Wodette, Wodie
Wodie, Wodette, Wodie
Written by: Byron Thomas, Juvenile
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