lirik lagu aka wuzi - it is what it is
[intro: conor mcgregor]
i’d like to take this chance to apologize
to absolutely n0body!
the double champ does what the [censored] he wants!
ay wuzi, what’s the business?
[verse]
on your turf, yea, we going for the win though
bullet pass, touch down on your window
couple spays like it’s windex
putting all them hits in your back like an index
if you start running
you getting done in
i’m very tribal
you know how i’m (ayn, all week, all year, no kizzy)
i’m very tribal
i’m always with my guys so
if you got a question, man, i got an alibi
i took it personal
you tried to mess my money up
my paper view
so it’s fight night
main card on my pay~per~view
fight night
first letter of each is what they calling you
fight night but ain’t no ring, no don king
no photos, wrap it up
don tolivеr with the cardigan
donovan mcnabb throwing bullets in your yard again
orange likе my head coach
same color backyardigan
first down grab got the crowd hooting and hollering, oh!
puma hi octn’s look like my turf huaraches
i’m in the dome late working
boy, you cannot stop me
i’m in her dome late
you texting her “sweet dreams”
my street dreams like dyrdek, terry kennedy
p~rod with the treflip crook on to the handrail
yuh, somebody call atiba jefferson
call me justin jefferson
i’m going for four
yo soy el jefe, son
sitting back, collecting the dough
top five in the city and i hadn’t dropped a bar yet
if i’m trash then all you n~ggas weak as f~ck
wuzi got a lil confidence and now you thunderstruck
i’m self quarantined with toilet paper doing keepy~ups
so mention me but i don’t care about your rap off
i’m tryna raise that kx and get that braaap off
i’m tryna raise that trophy when the season done
i’m tryna raise my future kids to be some lethal ones
sharp mind
‘course i’m captain of the ship
pack 56
never lost no corners off my whittling chip
we different
you don’t see a way, you gon’ quit
we different
i don’t see a way, ima make one
i’m tryna shake sum’
same n~ggas tryna rock with me now?
yea, same n~ggas used to make fun
gold on my neck, yeah my chain, yeah she play with it
wasted, she gone
so am i
i can’t lay wit it
hop out the bed then i hop in my vehicle
my parents raised me right, dawg
i cannot be cynical, but
but do me dirty and i’m getting ~n~lytical to make sure that you miserable
in every way but physical
ya dig?
[outro]
wrong with ’em?
it’s wuzi, duh
ya dig!
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