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Wassup Video (MV)




Performed By: Dante
Length: 2:36
Written by: Mark Khvan




Dante - Wassup Lyrics




Never met a motherf*cker rappin hard as f*ck from CIS
Sixty to the sixteen, motherf*cking Asian work at GTS
Looked up for hope but look back I said it "Y'all trash"
But f*ck rap and f*ck that really wanted to be like D-D-D-D'Ante
Never wanna become a celebrity, wid a bitches n tats on my hands
Fallin down, but I still stay. Sayin to give up to me but i would say that
I really wanted to be like I was before
Like I did before. I really wanted to be like I rapped before
But I can't so
All dis motherf*ckers wanna be f*ckin-freakin saved by me
All dis motherf*ckers got a lot to say against me
All dis motherf*ckers got a lot of shit against me
"That boy cannot rap!"... Here I am so now
Wassup Wassup (ah yeah)
Wassup Wassup (ah bitch)
Wassup Wassup (ah yeah)
Wassup Wassup... when did I miss the moment
When the mumble rap is better than "mama's spaghetti"
Already? I'm ready for never say never bitch
Beef on a beat, fight on a street
Rappin on bus and lovin so hard yeah that
Bitch dont like that, really? f*ck that
For the sake god, NiLi BrikBad (Dead City)
Wanted to be like that, for the dead dog
For a dead cat, for a dead Dad
For the three times, for the four times
For the five times Ima tella you
"You really think about voices in ma head?
Ima sad devil
That's my proffesor walking high ass f*ck... mfka
That's my fiance dancing high as shit... mfka
That's the room of chillin Fams, high as f*ck motherf*ckers
Look up in a mirror see? High ass f*ck motherf*cker
That's my proffesor walking high ass shit... mfka
That's my fiance dancing high as f*ck... mfka
That's the room of chillin Fams, high as f*ck motherf*ckers
Look up in a mirror see? High ass f*ck motherf*cker
I wanted to be like this. I wanted to be like dat
You cal "Dee"
I wanted to be famous. I wanted to be an artist
You remember me
Cuz I've been workin all the years
Second language, but I'm killing the "beer"
F*ck all the fame, you won't see my tears
Full all the pain, f*ck all the fears cuz I
The G.A.R.A
I'm more than just a words, you shoud stay by my side
I'm more than just a rapper, you sould look in ma mind
Demon, devil, angel f*ck. That is what inside
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Never met a motherf*cker rappin hard as f*ck from CIS
Sixty to the sixteen, motherf*cking Asian work at GTS
Looked up for hope but look back I said it "Y'all trash"
But f*ck rap and f*ck that really wanted to be like D-D-D-D'Ante
Never wanna become a celebrity, wid a bitches n tats on my hands
Fallin down, but I still stay. Sayin to give up to me but i would say that
I really wanted to be like I was before
Like I did before. I really wanted to be like I rapped before
But I can't so
All dis motherf*ckers wanna be f*ckin-freakin saved by me
All dis motherf*ckers got a lot to say against me
All dis motherf*ckers got a lot of shit against me
"That boy cannot rap!"... Here I am so now
Wassup Wassup (ah yeah)
Wassup Wassup (ah bitch)
Wassup Wassup (ah yeah)
Wassup Wassup... when did I miss the moment
When the mumble rap is better than "mama's spaghetti"
Already? I'm ready for never say never bitch
Beef on a beat, fight on a street
Rappin on bus and lovin so hard yeah that
Bitch dont like that, really? f*ck that
For the sake god, NiLi BrikBad (Dead City)
Wanted to be like that, for the dead dog
For a dead cat, for a dead Dad
For the three times, for the four times
For the five times Ima tella you
"You really think about voices in ma head?
Ima sad devil
That's my proffesor walking high ass f*ck... mfka
That's my fiance dancing high as shit... mfka
That's the room of chillin Fams, high as f*ck motherf*ckers
Look up in a mirror see? High ass f*ck motherf*cker
That's my proffesor walking high ass shit... mfka
That's my fiance dancing high as f*ck... mfka
That's the room of chillin Fams, high as f*ck motherf*ckers
Look up in a mirror see? High ass f*ck motherf*cker
I wanted to be like this. I wanted to be like dat
You cal "Dee"
I wanted to be famous. I wanted to be an artist
You remember me
Cuz I've been workin all the years
Second language, but I'm killing the "beer"
F*ck all the fame, you won't see my tears
Full all the pain, f*ck all the fears cuz I
The G.A.R.A
I'm more than just a words, you shoud stay by my side
I'm more than just a rapper, you sould look in ma mind
Demon, devil, angel f*ck. That is what inside
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Writer: Mark Khvan
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