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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
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Composer
Asha Griffith
Songwriter
Fabrice Theuillon
Composer
Lyrics
East Coast, Jersey
You know how the people try to keep you down
'Cause they just not ready to elevate
I got something for you, look
Boom! Look who stepped in the room
Wicked witch of the West, yes, I'm fresh off the broom
And since you didn't believe me
Back when I was a bud
I'm showin' my face for you haters that didn't think I would bloom
I'm from the garden where love grows
From the mud, through the concrete
A black rose, and the hoes be digging those
So call me what you want, call me what you like
But a star will always shine through the darkest night
And it's lit up, be careful who you choose to share your energy with
And never ever let your goal slip out of your grip
Manage your time, relax your mind, just live life, there's no need to be stiff
But I admit I used to sit with my seat up, now I'm kickin' my feet up
Feel a lil' cold, can we please turn the heat up?
Asha party of one? Yes we're ready to seat her
See her living the dream and yet we're dyin' to meet her like
What's up? (What's up?)
What's up? (What's up?)
What's up? (What's up?)
What's up? (What's up?)
I'm gettin' down like I never gave it up (gave it up)
I'm gettin' down like I never gave it up (gave it up)
Like what's up? (What's up?)
What's up? (What's up?)
What's up? (What's up?)
What's up? (What's up?)
I'm gettin' down like I never gave it up (gave it up)
I'm gettin' down like I never gave it up (gave it up)
See friends gonna copy, and haters gonna knock it
Person who hear this track and wanna plough, block and drop it
Postin' photos is a no-no, total ass to crop your budget
Babies will be poppin' bottles, tell your girlfriend stop it
'Cause I'ma drink till every drop is gone
And when I drink I have a problem telling right from wrong
So full of shit that when I sit here tryna write a song
I need a thousand sheets of shaman just to write it on
I'm always on ahead no one is here to wipe me down
Shout out to boozy man, I know you niggas like me now
I'm from the East Coast baby ain't no shame in that
So when I'm on the road, got my city on my back
And I'm screamin'
What's up? (What's up?)
What's up? (What's up?)
What's up? (What's up?)
What's up? (What's up?)
I'm gettin' down like I never gave it up (gave it up)
I'm gettin' down like I never gave it up (gave it up)
What's up? (What's up?)
What's up? (What's up?)
What's up? (What's up?)
What's up? (What's up?)
I'm gettin' down like I never gave it up (gave it up)
I'm gettin' down like I never gave it up (gave it up)
So basically you just need to stay consistent with whatever you do
I don't mean to preach but I'm just sayin'
Most of the people who are successful do that
So
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
Writer(s): Fabrice Theuillon, Asha Yuille-griffith
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