| Lyrics: | Trick Daddy)
We gon' let the band deal wit' this
Ha ha uh
MIA Style ha
Old School
Uh huh
Okay Shut Up
(Trick Daddy)
Chorus
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ha Okay
What's Up Shut Up
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What's Up Shut Up
(Trick Daddy)
Ridin' 'round in my brand new '99 4 do' Volvo
I got a pocket full of B's cocoa
weed and ain't got no place to go tho'
But all my Boca Boys they know though, that's fo' sho'
though
(Are those Bugle Boy jeans you're wearing?) Hell nah ho you know they Polo
I
been used again, choosed again
This time been wrong to chop somethin' dumped by one of my
union friends
Soon as they seen the Benz, hatin' season was in
Hell cause they figured
me for not understandin' their reason being
But I'm the man for this
While y'all was
doin' fine I was doin' time just, prayin' for this
Locked up, make a plan for this
Without all that fancy shit
Way too advanced for this
Just Polo socks, tanks tops and
drawers up under my pants and shit
Shut Up
-Chorus-
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What's Up, Shut Up
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What's Up,
Shut Up
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What's Up, Shut Up
(Trina)
Okay who's the
baddest bitch
I been real, been rich, bee don' had this shit
Big Benz, big house and
shit
That's right, okay I been down with Trick
Okay it make sense to me
Cause
if your money ain't right you stick it French to me
Miss Trina don't play wit' me
Or
you can say Miss Big, it's okay wit' me
You need a grand just to speak to me
Okay, are
you sure you wanna sleep wit' me
Okay, you better be fo' sho'
Cause I don' left niggaz
like you stuck befo'
Okay, you can ball wit' me
Okay, since you got a hot knot spend
it all wit' me
Okay, y'all know what's up
Okay, uh huh, I ride, Shut Up
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What's Up, Shut Up
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(Co.)
This goes out to my nigga Rolls and them pretty ass jazzy hoes, bitch what's up
Co got a verse in the Book of Thugs
So when I come through bitch show me love
Everybody that flow, then raise it up
You got that funk, then blaze it up
I got 2 mo'
of them phat hoes, late night and I ready to bust
Are you okay
Look like you got alot
to say
Okay, come wit' it
Niggaz keep hidin' your ho, what you do that fo'
Me
and Money Mark bee don' hit it, been don' split it
Okay playboy, fuck you say boy
Don't even much bring your ho 'round C
Niggaz y'all better quit fuckin' wit' me
Shut
Up
-Chorus-
Ah ha, Okay
What's Up, Shut Up
Ah ha, Okay
What's Up, Shut Up
Ah ha, Okay
What's Up, Shut Up
Ah ha, Okay
What's Up,
Shut Up
(Duece Poppito)
Lay down, playboy what's up
What about the
slugs in your head and your gut
What's up with the keys to your truck
Your niggaz
ain't got B's in the cut
What's up with the safe, what's the combo
Open that shit
nigga fuck all the convo
Say Shin, what's up wit' ya hatian
Party out, birds at the
safehouse, waitin'
What's up why you struted D
I ain't 'bout shit but a quarter ki
Nigga ya better not be playin' me
You gon' bleed to death, you understand me
What's up you ready to go
You ready to tongue kiss with the new 4-4
What's up fuck
nigga say somethin'
Set your crime, ready to spray somethin'
Gun play, how I got the
stripes
2-4-K turned out the lights
Gun play, how I got the stripes
2-4-K
turned out the lights
-Chorus-
Ah ha, Okay
What's Up, Shut Up
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ha, Okay
What's Up, Shut Up
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