Lyrics For Wuz Dat? by Boity
[Pre-Chorus: Boity]
When it’s time to flex, I’m Veracruz
Look like it’s a demon in my shoes
Thinking of my purses, got an ass
You as ugly as my past
Need some cash and a mask
What’s in that bag
That’s a really good question
The bank just sent me a really good text
That’s a bitch in a man suit, he gets no respect
Black woman. white man money, getting back the land
[Chorus: Boity]
Wuz dat Wuz dat Wuz dat
Competition
Wuz dat Wuz dat Wuz dat
I don’t see em
Wuz dat Wuz dat Wuz dat
I don’t see em
[Verse 1 : Boity]
Jump in a Mustang zooming
Get em to pop out a rumuor
Talking money let’s do it
Now tell them the way that I flew in
Selling your soul for some Louis
And half of your crew is some rats
Been on your ass and you know it
I’m talking and talking it’s fluent
I’m all for the action I’m in the mix
Turning foreigners to citizens
Cause in my garage is an immigrant
Boujie cars on the internet
Big body whip lil booty bitch
No kids I’m the shit
Broke niggas make me itch
I ain’t that kinda dog, nigga sit
[Chorus: Boity]
Wuz dat Wuz dat Wuz dat
Competition
Wuz dat Wuz dat Wuz dat
I don’t see ’em
Wuz dat Wuz dat Wuz dat
I don’t see ’em
[Interlude: Boity]
Excuse me
It was brought to my attention that as a young…
Sorry
Lady
Ausi
It was brought to my attention that you ain’t shit
[Pre-Chorus: Boity]
When it’s time to flex, I’m Veracruz
Look like it’s a demon in my shoes
Thinking of my purses, got an ass
You as ugly as my past
Need some cash and a mask
What’s in that bag
That’s a really good question
The bank just sent me a really good text
That’s a bitch in a man suit, he gets no respect
Black woman, white man money, getting back the land
[Chorus: Boity]
Competition
Wuz dat Wuz dat Wuz dat
I don’t see em
Wuz dat Wuz dat Wuz dat
I don’t see em
[Verse 2: Nasty C]
That is a virgin set of car keys
With a suburban lil barbie
With a new purse that’s feragamie
Oops I meant ferragamo
Hold up, activate God mode
Hold up, never had a barcode
Hold up, never broke guy code
Ey, story of my life bro
Came up out the sty hoe
They were smoking light bulbs
Fendi with a D bitch
That is not a typo
I’m not your life goals
I go through a lot bro
Peers turn to pythons
That is just how the dice rolls
Yeah
Fuck that what’s that
That’s cash
I be damned if I don’t go and chase it
You would really have to make love to my mom to replace me
Hear that beat
Jump on these hoes be racing
Waiting on me to fuck
Oh then you gotta be patient
[Pre-Chorus: Boity]
When it’s time to flex, I’m Veracruz
Look like it’s a demon in my shoes
Thinking of my purses, got an ass
You as ugly as my past
Need some cash and a mask
What’s in that bag?
That’s a really good question
The bank just sent me a really good text
That’s a bitch in a man suit, he gets no respect
Black woman. white man money, getting back the land