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Wamp Wamp (What It Do)
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What Are The Lyrics For Wamp Wamp (What It Do) By Clipse?
Man, I showed up, pimpin' ya curled up
I head straight to the bar just to post up I roll the dro up, my cup mold up Bitch don't just stand there wit ya nose up c'mon wamp, wamp, what it do? What it do? Ha, wamp, wamp, what it do? What it do? Wamp, wamp, what it do? What it do? Ha, wamp, wamp, what it do? No hotta, flow droppa since papa You Penny Annie neegaz, see I know Copper Left the game on a high note, flow opera Pusha still got them Keys I can unlock ya See that watch on the sleeve? Call it show stoppa Neega ball around the world, call me 'Globe Trotter' Trick dollar, ask what I feel? Notta Give a bitch yellow fever all these gold bottles And late models, I lean throttles Roof back with the coupe black, playa think he need goggles Look mama, I be fly papa Strictly Bathing Ape, Ice Cream and BBC rocker So proper, hammer time, gun cocker Top shotta, me hesitate none, pop ya Egg shell on the scale for my snow coppers Don't ask what I sell, shit I'm Bet Crocker Man, I showed up, pimpin' ya curled up I head straight to the bar just to post up I roll the dro up, my cup mold up Bitch don't just stand there wit ya nose up c'mon wamp, wamp, what it do? What it do? Ha, wamp, wamp, what it do? What it do? Wamp, wamp, what it do? What it do? Ha, wamp, wamp, what it do? Mirror, mirror, who's the fairest? Tricked a buck fifty on that horse and carriage Must admit, nothing like these carats Them h**s holla back just like they parrots Down to the watches, alligator strap Six different time zones, I don't set her back seventeen a brick, yeah, go and tell 'em that I got the wamp wamp when I move it, it's still damp Mildewish when I heat it, it turn bluish It cools to a tight wad, the Pyrex is Jewish I get paper, it seems I get foolish Take it to Jacob and play, "Which hues the bluest?" We ain't browsing, luxurious housing Pull up so mean with the Angel bowing Or with the emblem bearing the stallion European custom, the leathers Italian Man, I showed up, pimpin' ya curled up I head straight to the bar just to post up I roll the dro up, my cup mold up Bitch don't just stand there wit ya nose up c'mon wamp, wamp, what it do? What it do? Ha, wamp, wamp, what it do? What it do? Wamp, wamp, what it do? What it do? Ha, wamp, wamp, what it do? So much glamor, that I can't stand the Bright from the ice, chain xenon lamp ya Depression in ya mind like a free frame camera The white tape tight like ya seen on pampers What's under the couch? Probably freeze up Santa Whatever it cost baby we got answers Line outside full of Jo Jo Dancers 'We Got it for Cheap', that's the Re-Up anthem By far the coldest, 06 Lotus zero to sixty, hocus pocus The feds don't know so they stick they noses While we off the coast, proposing toasts Hol's and mo shit, the family close knit And deep like the 'Who two' you cockroaches Just like the flow, the fo's ferocious I tuck you in, homie, 'Buenos Notches' Man, I showed up, pimpin' ya curled up I head straight to the bar just to post up I roll the dro up, my cup mold up Bitch don't just stand there wit ya nose up c'mon wamp, wamp, what it do? What it do? Ha, wamp, wamp, what it do? What it do? Wamp, wamp, what it do? What it do? Ha, wamp, wamp, what it do? |
Who Wrote Wamp Wamp (What It Do) By Clipse?
Gene Thornton Jr, Pharrell Williams, Terrence Thornton
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