(Excerpt: Martin Lawrence): Wuzup, Wuzup, Wuzzup!!

(Chorus:D-Mac)

These niggas know whats up

These bitches know whats up

These niggas know whats up

These bitches know whats up

They know whats up

You know whats up

They know whats up

You know whats up

These niggas know whats up

These bitches know whats up

These niggas know whats up

These bitches know whats up

They know whats up

You know whats up

They know whats up

You know whats up

(Verse 1:D-Mac)

Who getting paper? Me

Who got the hoes? Me

Who stay's fresh to death? Who keep's it G? Let em know, Me, Me

I look in the mirror, call it how I see it

Ain't nobody realer, niggas wanna be me

Bitches chase me like a dog bone

I got the juice like a charged phone

The trending topic, baby log on

Sippin top shelf alcohol

Weed come's from cali, belt buckle bally

Kangol bucket, your ole lady loves me

Og's salute, like young nigga what it do

I pay my respects, I make lots of checks

Life ain't all about money but you can't live life without it

Jack boys wanna take it from me but these hitters with me really bout it, bow

(Chorus:D-Mac)

These niggas know whats up

These bitches know whats up

These niggas know whats up

These bitches know whats up

They know whats up

You know whats up

They know whats up

You know whats up

(Verse 2: D-Mac)

Fucked around and made a check today, focused when i comes to that

Met a bitch and had some sex today, I ain't never doubling back

Ran into my ex yesterday, shitted on her with them racks

You ain't fucking with me, facts

You ain't fucking with me, facts

(Chorus:D-Mac)

These niggas know whats up

These bitches know whats up

These niggas know whats up

These bitches know whats up

They know whats up

You know whats up

They know whats up

You know whats up

(Verse 3:D-Mac)

We're the realest niggas in the city

She ain't sitting with me less she's pretty

Bad bitch look like Cassie, and she ain't sitting with you less you're ditty

She like's a bad boy with a lot of cash and a lot of swag

Ciroc bottles and them red bottoms and them prada bags baby holler back I got it

Fuck with me you know I got it

I'm from Dade County you know I'm bout it

It goes from this to that, never that to this

Never been with that backwards shit

And never been with that acting shit, naw

(Outro) You know whats up (Repeat until fade)