Wow!

Lyrics
[Intro] Woo! Yeah, turn that shit the fuck up Wassup, Trem? Brad it up It's Brad Strut, two-thousand and five papers Yup, check it [Verse] Yo, fuck the whispers, I'm here to dish ya, so fear and witness I smear ya pictures in a magazine, 'cause this is Brad of now, and yesterday is just a distant Brang 'em foul, step your way and steal your missus You lack the mouth, rep the slayin', get to cruisin' I'm stackin' pounds, pushin' weight, and steady cruisin' Your fragile egos, Brad's style is paramount Mad wild 'em ego, (Come here, baby) leave the horns with a carrot out Bad styles, I speak of, never could respect 'em, and Even if they veterans, still call 'em a weak toss A geek crossed to icy, Pete Rock and Nikes Sippin' on a Bundy, poolside with a Pisces I play the field like Chris, jump with the eagles I make it steel and rip suckers to feeble I've paid my bills, now it's time to take a few back 'Cause Brad can do that, this goes out to my peoples [Chorus] "Wow, how ya do that?", born with it natural "Wow, how do you rap?", course it is actual Powerful, "Who dat?", Brad Strut the maniac Out on a new track, check where his brain be at "Wow, how ya do that?", born with it natural "Wow, how do you rap?", course it is actual Powerful, "Who dat?", Brad Strut the maniac Out on a new track, check where his brain be at
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- Brad Strut