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wassup wit it - lola brooke lyrics

[intro]
don’t you got somethin’ better else to do?
tahahaha, what’s up with it?
grr, uh, uh, uh, uh

[verse 1]
gotta be out of they mind for thinkin’ i don’t get a check
put my life on the line for these b*tches, now all of a sudden, they dead
they sayin’ that lola ain’t next
they gotta be smokin’ on meds
gotta be snortin’ the coke or some strong sh*t to say i ain’t the best
you need to pick me up
whether the don juli goin’ cooly or l!ck me up
b*tches gon’ watch when the city up
small and petite, but they pick me up
sh*t get sticky likе velcro
ale water color, that b*tch is a sprеad
won’t say a word to the feds
you don’t get it faster, you don’t get fed
what’s up with it?
been gettin’ so much money, your b*tch fell in love with it
the captions always got a sub in it, but they bank account ain’t got enough in it
how the f*ck is you worryin’ ’bout me when the car that you pushin’ is always on e?
how the f*ck is you worryin’ ’bout me when it’s plenty of money that’s roamin’ the streets?
not the type to be beggin’ these n*ggas for burgers or handouts
i’m the type to tell n*ggas to get out and go to your man’s house
b*tches is fanned out, never the type to be ranned out
queen of the trenches, i’m really the n*gga, so safe to say lola the man now
[chorus]
what’s up with it?
been gettin’ so much money, your b*tch fell in love with it
the captions always got a sub in it, but they bank account ain’t got enough in it
what’s up with it?
too much hate in they heart, ain’t got love in it
what’s up with it?
keep it a hundred, ain’t no flaws in it
what’s up with it?
been gettin’ so much money, your b*tch fell in love with it
the captions always got a sub in it, but they bank account ain’t got enough in it
what’s up with it?
what’s up with it?

[verse 2]
you ain’t got nothin’ better else to do than talk about me?
wish i waste my time on your b*tches, that sh*t od
get checks wired when i sleep
been on they mind all d*mn week
hoes can’t afford to get no sleep
gotta worried ’bout bruises on they knees
the hundred k, i don’t blew it
to f*ck with me, you stupid
no condos, i can’t do it
go back broke, why would i do it?
if you love your life, don’t lose it
hitters gon’ turn your guts into mucus
[chorus]
what’s up with it?
been gettin’ so much money, your b*tch fell in love with it
the captions always got a sub in it, but they bank account ain’t got enough in it
what’s up with it?
too much hate in they heart, ain’t got love in it
what’s up with it?
keep it a hundred, ain’t no flaws in it
what’s up with it?
been gettin’ so much money, your b*tch fell in love with it
the captions always got a sub in it, but they bank account ain’t got enough in it
what’s up with it?
what’s up with it?

- lola brooke lyrics

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