Wetin Dey Sup? lyrics - Benzino

Yeah

Yeah yeah

Na Zino dey talk

Benzino go sue you for damages (damages)

Oh my God

Watin dey sup (watin dey sup)

Na Zino dey talk (na Zino dey talk)

I make the beat (I make the beat)

And I am rapping on top (and I am rapping on top)

I don stop to smoke (I don stop to smoke)

I been do tramadol (I been do tramadol)

Pussy dey sweet but the money is sweeter

I want a Benz (I want a Benz)

I want a porch (I want a porch)

I want ice on my neck (Ice ice)

Cause the feeling is cooler (cooler)

I am schooling your game (schooling your game)

But you don't understand

Its a hell of a night yeah like school boy Q my Nigga

Pain after pain is gain

So I dey grind every day

I no wan go work invain

Make the money come my way

I no wan go pop champagne

And blow all the money away

If I go broke today nobody go reason my face

Them say the money they change me

I look and laugh away

I no dey hustle every day just to remain the same

You better watch and pray and grind hard every day

Them say Philippines no dey pay

But my guy dey collet ever day (true)

Smell good when I pass you

With my new ring, new shoes

DEVILISH thoughts all around me

So don't let the fake smile fool you

Homies gonna say they get you

Your niggas gonna say they get you

But when you go need them the most

That's when you gon realize that only You got You

Yes them want to see you good

But they hate to see you better

And when you fight to be great

Them gon send you back to the gutter

You got to keep on fighting

Keep your head up brother

Because the road is not for the swift

But consistency my brother

Trade the naira for the dollar

Gang gang I am a baller

And my team is getting bigger

The bank account longer

This here is no once upon a time

This really happen for real Duncan mighty tell me pray for a miracle, a Aconuche and that's what it is.

Na him be the wisdom

Na him be the wisdom

Na him be the wisdom (wisdom)

It comes from the lord

It comes from the lord

It comes from the lord (God)

Na him be the wisdom

Na him be the wisdom

Na him be the wisdom (wisdom)

It comes from the lord

It comes from the lord

It comes from the lord (God)

I am the type of nigga

Counting hundred figure

Gang gang yeah I swear I have got killers

F with me I leave your fucking face disfigured

Skin don dey low and my eyes don dey red

Wake up for night and I grind for my life

Writing my rhymes and I am felling the beat

No one around so I ginner myself

And I look in the mirror and say.

Watin dey sup (watin dey sup, watin dey sup, watin dey sup)

Na Zino dey talk (zino dey talk, zino dey talk, zino dey talk)

I make the beat (I make the beat)

And I am rapping on top (I am rapping on top)

I don stop to smoke (I don stop to smoke)

I been do tramadol

Before before.

One take

Watin dey sup

Na zino dey talk

Na zino dey talk