What's Up

Baby What's ya number
Can i call you I'm trying to
Fall through What's up
Baby What's ya number
Can i call you I'm trying to
Fall through What's up

I'm in a new era
Always in a fitted
Spit that classic shit
So niggaz won't forget
Dope like Herion My shit
Ain't stepped on Grab your bible
Get yo bless On Get yo Flex on
Cop a new fit Then get ya
Step on We up
In this bitch Still epmd
Always making Dollars
Still up The hood
The loud Make'm Holla
Blackberry molasses
Baby is a scholar
Type to give you Conversation
With an Hour glass
That how it is boy
Fucking with a
Thorough bread
On my Special Ed
Magnificent Got it made
No alcohol Go ahead
Get me some lemonade
Life throws lemons
I find space in the shade
Give her attention
And compliment
Her Ways Tell her the truth
And Listen to what she says

Baby What's ya number
Can i call you I'm trying to
Fall through What's up
Baby What's ya number
Can i call you I'm trying to
Fall through What's up

So wont you give me call
So we can fallback
Do what we gotta do
And leave it at that
Summer time winter time
As long as we winning time
Once again it's on tell me
How you like yours
I like mine the same way
She wanna come around ways see
I'm not even trippin
I'm doing my thing
Ghost patrick swayze
Got me out here and
I'm all up out my body
All she wanna do is
Sing hey loddie doddie
It's like a party going on
And everybody's coming
I got different strokes
And i'm phil drummond
Aint got no time for the games
She wanna know whats going on
We switching lanes top down
Screaming out money still aint a thing
Once again it's on let your oh
She just wanna hit me up
I just wanna live it down
Once again its on
Tell me how you like me now

Baby What's ya number
Can i call you I'm trying to
Fall through What's up
Baby What's ya number
Can i call you I'm trying to
Fall through What's up



Credits
Writer(s): Tavares Garrett
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