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Wat Up, Wat UpWe in dis bitchWebbie Trill ENT Young SavageWe in dis bitchI'm lookin for da baddest bitch up in hereWe in dis bitchBaddest-Bitch-In-HereWe in dis bitchI want her, I want herWe in dis bitchLookNiggas still talking thousands, man dats ol' moneyI den got so much of cake, I'm gettin hoes moneyLike da Birdman bitch, I got blow moneyLookin for a friend girl, tryna let her hold somethingPull up in a cold something, bought a whole dozen bottlesda club still bucking jus to throw somethingjust got finished smokin a cigar, finna roll somethingI got my people wit me, look like a hundred of usstupid as chain on, I spent a hundred somethingBent her over like a dawg, I had her running from meAsk me where I came from, I told dat hoe from nuthinLil pretty perky titties, booty like a bubbleTold me dat she had a man, she do it on da underU know Savage gone, stay wit da baddest oneSongtexteHeard it was gone be jumpin, so I jus had to comeI'm on a hundred dawg, man who I'm lookin forWe got big dollas, yaw got lil chipsChampagne bottles, riding round in big whipsWe make it rain on em, yaw make it drip dripI'm tryna leave wit da baddest bitch in hereThrow some cheese on da baddest bitch in hereMake ya self seem like u da baddest bitch in hereI believe she da baddest bitch in hereYes indeed u da baddest bitch in hereI want herFuck dat shit, I want dat bitch thereDa pretty one, I don't want da sadiddy oneSeen to many ratchet ass hoes gettin sitcoms'hind closed doors, all dey do is suck big boysEverytime I go up to da awards, Imma get oneMatter fact me and Phat just gone just stick oneReally in da streets mane, I ain't just onDa microphone checkers, dey crack up under pressureLookin for da baddest bitch up in hereAnd wen I get her, Imma hit her and forget herAnd name a nigga trilla, I'll admit itAin't da richest nigga, but my cake, straightAnd most of these other niggas fakeDrankin Rosa, smoking on grapesAnd i can sit here, and throw dis money all dayLet em hateRemind them haters don't playI'll hate to have to bloody up da placeI want herWe got big dollas, yaw got lil chipsChampagne bottles, riding round in big whipsWe make it rain on em, yaw make it drip dripI'm tryna leave wit da baddest bitch in hereThrow some cheese on da baddest bitch in hereMake ya self seem like u da baddest bitch in hereI believe she da baddest bitch in hereYes indeed u da baddest bitch in hereI want herI want my bitch to be a big fine ass juicyAnd u don't have to tell her, she know wat she doingTrill ENT still here still bootingDa bitch standing still, but her booty still movingCan catch me in a benz drop top just cruisingOr even in da club popping bottles wit a cutieDa niggas hollering at me, sayin Webbie how ya do itGot dat type of shit, dat a make everybody loose itThese niggas rapping bout gettin moneyCan't prove it, Nigga I got 9 or 10 cars sittin stupidAnd these niggas going to jail high pussy stupidCuz I den seen some hoes leave some niggas lookin stupidCupid, yaw ain't playa's yaw foolishSpend ya last dolla on cuchi, u a clownYou clown of excuses, and we got money flying everywhereSo just excuse it,I want herWe got big dollas, yaw got lil chipsChampagne bottles, riding round in big whipsWe make it rain on em, yaw make it drip dripI'm tryna leave wit da baddest bitch in hereThrow some cheese on da baddest bitch in hereMake ya self seem like u da baddest bitch in hereI believe she da baddest bitch in hereYes indeed u da baddest bitch in hereI want her Aus Songtexte Mania