Paroles What's Up? par Ugly God

Thanks Ugly God, thanks Ugly God
Thanks Ugly God, thanks Ugly God

I went from rags to riches
Now I f*ck the baddest bitches
These niggas be tryin' to bite, but don't got the algorithm
I'm rich and I learned how to count it up, I feel like a mathematician
I f*ck on your bitch then I disappear, I feel like a bad magician, ooh (Bitch)
Eenie Meenie Miney Mo, I f*ck around then f*ck your ho
Diamonds on my wrist they shinin', VVS's let it snow
No when I f*ck your bitch she whinin', when I'm done I let her go
Like "Here, I let her go, ayy come get your ho"

So what's up bitch? I'm tryna f*ck bitch
We gon' pull up to yo' party on that f*ck shit
Don't get bucked bitch, don't get bucked bitch
You ain't tough bitch, we on that f*ck shit
So what's up bitch? I'm tryna f*ck bitch
We gon' pull up to yo' party on that f*ck shit
Don't get bucked bitch, don't get bucked bitch
You ain't tough bitch, we on that f*ck shit
So what's up bitch?

I-I-I'm on a roll, I f*ck your bitch, then I gotta go
She tryna slide with a nigga, I told that bitch no
She tryna vibe with a nigga, bitch, I gotta go
D-d-d-damn bitch, f*ck you and yo man bitch
If you ain't tryna f*ck me, put me on your best friend, bitch
Damn bitch, boy don't dap me up, don't shake my hand, bitch
I don't need no new friends, you know who I am, bitch
I can't settle down with you, I hope you understand
So just hold my hand and shut the f*ck up, stick with the plan, bitch
Damn bitch, get the f*ck from 'round me with that fan shit
If you disrespect me I'm gon' pop you like a xan bitch

So what's up bitch? I'm tryna f*ck bitch
We gon' pull up to yo' party on that f*ck shit
Don't get bucked bitch, don't get bucked bitch
You ain't tough bitch, we on that f*ck shit
So what's up bitch? I'm tryna f*ck bitch
We gon' pull up to yo' party on that f*ck shit
Don't get bucked bitch, don't get bucked bitch
You ain't tough bitch, we on that f*ck shit
So what's up bitch?

Thanks Ugly God, thanks Ugly God
Thanks Ugly God, thanks Ugly God