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What Up

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Quelle Chris - Rap

What Up

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2013.

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[Intro] Yeah Yeah, what up, though Yeah [Chorus] Time to take pictures, multiply the riches Dine on divine dishes, como está, bitches Shake hands, cheeks recieve kisses Multiply the riches, como está, bitches Como está, bitches? [Verse 1] Eh, the shoe fit like my feet do (Do) You lyin', you ain't livin' like you seem to (To) I guess we all do Rock the tie, 'til we sittin' in that office high (High) Flyin' like Jean-Luc (Luc) Picard, Bacardi, and partyin' in dime booths (Booths) I took my shot from the balcony like John Booth (Booth) And made my move on the king from the unseen (Unseen) The proper thing for you to do now is muah the ring Exotic smoke twists like a lotta scopes No police, this is stats filled with higher notes (Notes) Still livin' like my eyes were behind my throat (Behind my throat) No dreams, these are plans, learn the difference (Difference) Won't stop until fresh crops on the dishes (Dishes) Raised by these two hands from the farm land (Nah) This is real nigga talk, ain't no rap scam (Scam) God shit, how you livin'? [Chorus] Time to take pictures, multiply the riches (Livin') Dine on divine dishes, como está, bitches (Bitches) Break bread (Yeah) Cheeks recieve kisses (Kisses) Multiply the riches, como está, bitches Como está, bitches? Como está, bitches? Como está, bitches? Como está, bitches? Como está, bitches? Como está, bitches? Como está, bitches? Como está, bitches? [Verse 2] Como- hey, yo Hey, yo Tropicana Twist, twist of cannabis (Cannabis) Your party don't exist unless I manifest Had to kick the can of piss, let the body rest (Body rest) Plus, you're stressin' out my yang, now I burn in the nest (Nest) Young, black, I need my network back more than excess (Excess) And it's all I could get, 'cause that's all I expect Bo Jackson is acting, it's all in the acts (Acts) Exchanging ideas with shamans out in Budapest (Budapest) Maybe just The Commons out in London Southwest (Southwest) Them young fellow plans of popping Chris do not exist (Do not exist) And I done popped a lot of shit and still ain't done a lot of this Don't give me space, just give me time (Give me time) Money and a chase on a decline haven't increased the grind That's fine As long as I find my light at the end of my mind (End of my mind) Relax in a little shade at the end of the shine (Shine) King shit, how you livin'? [Chorus] Time to take pictures, multiply the riches Dine on divine dishes, como está, bitches (Como está, bitches) Break bread (Yeah) Cheeks recieve kisses (Kisses) Multiply the riches, como está, bitches Como está, bitches? Como está, bitches? (Ha) Como está, bitches? Como está, bitches? (Ha) Como está, bitches? Como está, bitches? Como está, bitches? (What up) Como está, bitches? [Outro] Yo, we up in here We shakin' babies, we kissing hands (Eww) Next movement, Crown Nation Como está, bitches? Como está, bitches? Como está, bitches? Como está, bitches? Como, a yo

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Credits

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  • Oh No
  • Quelle Chris