Wudet (feat. Axel Mic)

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Moementum

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Get them dollars
(Now that would be cool)

Sonic is building Momentum!
Uh, get them dollars
Yuh, Iguodala
Hop on the court Iguodala
I get the racks get them dollars, yeah
Call me them dollars, yeah
Lil Texan like Dallas, yeah
I like stacking them dollars
Stack in my Wraith like it's mileage
I be so geeked and awake in the street up at night
Bitch I be feelin like a monster
Aye I'm like Future the way I'm so fly
I gotta do codeine it's all in my stomach
Aye I be rhyming you know I got perfect timing I'm like Nav wit auctions
Aye I'm Huncho, by the way I be rapping you see me with money (Yea)

Shot 'em then he run I got an extra one I do this shit for fun
Taught him everything I knew and then some
Time over my affection left 'em dead yea yea!
I'm tired of life listens I ain't drop out of school for nothing (Yea)
I can see the future now don't mean nothing
Hold up, bro, hoes don't mean nothing end of discussion
I got clubs jumping
I got clubs jumping,uh
I'm in the dark having fun (aye)
Blue moon I don't got a gun on me
I'm on the run, I'm on the run, uh
I smack it up 'til she cum (yea, yea, yea)

I can't do shit yea I'm high off this planet
I can't hear shit yea silence I demand it
Pussy ass niggas yea they all in my presence
So many ho-hos I feel like Santa
44-clip i'ma let that shit spray
Don't say shit I've been working all day
Like Frito-Lay my chips in play, woah
On the grind since 9th grade (grind)
I got haters on me it's the only thing I see, yeah
Yo shawty talk nice to me
Oh, don't say shit to me
I made like Forty-thousand I was only 19
I was home making beats
I'm alright, yuh I'm up
I don't give no fucks
I'm alright I'm up
I don't give no fucks
I won't love no one
I just stack these funds
Bands a make her come
These bands is just for fun
Who's mans he better run
This Glock don't miss for nun
Laurent, no Saint, he's done
Look like Usain he run
4th-wall, this flow, it's done
My car, we lit, it's up
Product on top of product I've been stock-piling I've been selling
I've been hiding like I'm a chameleon I've been tired like Michelin, uh
I swear this life it come with some losses, fightin' all these final bosses
I wont lie to you bro it's a process, thankful to God I can't pause it

Shot 'em then he run I got an extra one I do this shit for fun
Taught him everything I knew and then some
Time over my affection left 'em dead yea yea!
I'm tired of life lessons I ain't drop out of school for nothing (Yea)
I can see the future now don't mean nothing
Hold up, bro, hoes don't mean nothing end of discussion
I got clubs jumping
I got clubs jumping, uh
I'm in the dark having fun (aye)
Blue moon I don't got a gun on me
I'm on the run, I'm on the run (woo)
I smack it up 'til she-
Shot 'em then he run I got an extra one I do this shit for fun
Taught him everything I knew and then some
Time over my affection left 'em dead yea yea!
I'm tired of life lessons I ain't drop out of school for nothing (Yea)
I can see the future now don't mean nothing (I can see the future)
Hold up, bro, hoes don't mean nothing end of discussion
I got clubs jumping
I got clubs jumping, uh
I'm in the dark having fun (aye)
Blue moon I don't got a gun on me
I'm on the run, I'm on the run
I smack it up 'til she-

I be so geeked and awake in the street up at night
Bitch I be feelin like a monster
Aye I'm like Future the way I'm so fly
I gotta do codeine it's all in my stomach
Aye I be rhyming you know I got perfect timing I'm like Nav wit auctions
Aye I'm Huncho, by the way I be rapping you see me with money (Yea)
Aye that bih (Aye that bih crazy!)
She hop on my dick like a mufuckin' bunny
She been tellin' me jokes but she is no funny
Yea I be gettin' that money
I ain't no rapper lil nigga
I am the best spittin' because I be mumblin'
I'm the hypest nigga in functions
I be gettin' this shit bumpin'
Finishing off I got lyrics for villages, cities, & niggas with monies willing to pay me
Bitch I do it on vacation
Drop a nuke on yo location
You can't escape me
I got it up like a spaceship
This sound ain't yo everyday shit
Lately I hope I don't got a baby
Dashing these hoes I been skating
I don't a whip I don't need a watch
I just been uppin' my money don't talk
I'm no Baby but I'm feeling harder than rock oh that's your wifey?
Tell her to stop
That's your wifey I told her to beat it (told her to beat it)
Yuh, I got that geek-age (I got that geek-age)
Yea a young nigga been Geekin (yea I been geekin)
I just get up on the weekend (yuhh)
I got it up yea I'm out
Got it up, where you at?
I'm across the whole globe bringing it back

Wuttisdat? Yea
Wuttisdat?
I got it- like a quarter back
Hop on the free-throw like "Only net!"
Wuttisdat? (dollars)
Wuttisdat? (da-da-dollars)
I shoot a free-throw I'm going back (goin' back, goin' back)
Record the video, all up wit bih
And y'know she goin' stupid (I threw that shit like a quarter back)
Out of new words I'm run out vocabulary yeah you know I be actual
Activist up in my cup (Wuttisdat?)
And y'know I'm getting so up
Uh, I can't even think
This is why I gotta get so geeked (so geeked)
I'm a get them bands I'm goin stupid
Get this shit like I wasn't a student
Keep it going you can call me Cupid
The way I shot em you could not do
Uh, I need me a cup or two
Uh, I shot her ass like I'm Cupid
Yea, I need me another one
Yea, I roll it up just for fun
Niggas be callin' me broke but every single day
I be stackin' mo' money
Yea my flow is so fucked up you see me I'm rapping but damn man my nose running
Yea I'm so sick, and my eyes red, and I'm so young man I'm laying in bed
I've been all night, thinkin in my head
I can't find a fuckin shin down my leg
F*ck... my...
Bro f*ck this shit, dude

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