Reks - That's What's Up lyrics

[Chorus] [Bossman]: I like to sip a little Remy in a plastic cup Yeah n***a that's what's up A quick ménage with these broads when they a** is tough Yeah n***a that's what's up Hey, I say f** to the po-pos, the fiends and the hoes Jewelry game so cold, you would think it snowed ShowOff, ShowOff Come f** with us Yeah n***a that's what's up [Verse One] [Bossman]: I'm goin' in like a robbery Go Hard policy Leave a n***a holy ghost, just like the Bible be Sorry my apologies, nobody as hot as me Out here doin' numbers dawg, just like the lottery I'm on the come up, so fly can't come down This the re-up, two flips off one pound You never see ah, MC ah, this G ah This k**er, so fly, Aaliyah No Lear, j**elry game is so clear Chandelier, sh** could stop six deers Ball hard Got these haters so skeeeer! Ball so hard got these haters so scared When it's time to ride, put this sh** in fifth gear f** So So Def, bring the noise to your ear In case you can't hear I know that you heard me, 36 for a birdie D.C. connect, too high on the scurbie H-Town pay three like an Iverson jersey Home of Carmello Boss heavy metal I spit fire like I swallowed the Devil So many dead presidents, pockets need a shovel Gonna need an elevator to get up on my level [Chorus] [Bossman]: I like to sip a little Remy in a plastic cup Yeah n***a that's what's up A quick ménage with these broads when they a** is tough Yeah n***a that's what's up Hey, I say f** to the po-pos, the fiends and the hoes Jewelry game so cold, you would think it snowed Come f** with us Yeah n***a that's what's up [Verse Two] [Reks]: Ghetto America Hello etcetera Me and Boss, cha-cheddar cha-chingin' on the register Chill changes come in my brain Buggin' my name, buzzin' my plane, land in Japan London, I am somethin' Outer space, sendin' out of states We are now at face to face with skyscrapes and it feels Tony Tiger, I mean great Homie why you hate? I ah, sire, sayonara to you fake f**in' flakes, Planet Of The Ape I'm an orangutang above the waist Below the neck, holdin' the weight I'm a Warrior like Danse, Fizzy Wo and Golden State Po-po wanna chase the check The paper work I'm straight Nah, you ain't gon' place no handcuffs on my ? you riff You spit 'gainst Reks, it's risk you take You want your cake, ain't even finish what's on your plate Dinner time, get in line, food for thought man [Chorus] [Bossman]: I like to sip a little Remy in a plastic cup Yeah n***a that's what's up (SELEKTAH) A quick ménage with these broads when they a** is tough Yeah n***a that's what's up Hey, I say f** to the po-po's, the fiends and the hoes Jewelry game so cold, you would think it snowed Come f** with us Yeah n***a that's what's up