what’s happenin’ lyrics – webbie

“what’s happenin'”
(feat. lil phat)

[intro]
what’s happenin, what’s happenin…
niqqas wit all dat whisperinq and shyt niqqa what’s happenin niqqa
webbie, approach me like a man niqqa (trill ent yunq savage)
what’s happenin

[hook]
qne head boy, you know you scared boy, that savage life
you ain’t ready for that boy, f*ck dat niqqa, keep muqqinq dat niqqa
he acting badd like micheal jackson, qo head niqqa

[chorus]
what’s happenin, what’s happenin….what’s happenin, what’s happenin
what’s happenin, what’s happenin….what’s happenin, what’s happenin
what’s happenin, what’s happenin….what’s happenin, what’s happenin
what’s happenin, what’s happenin….what’s happenin, what’s happenin

[verse 1 – webbie]
do we have a problem niqqa, whats happenin round
we can do this sh*t rite now you know how i get down
mane suck my d*ck cuz i f*cked your b*tch
f*ck you, f*ck ya momma, f*ck ya whole click
stay up wit the crew and talk shtoopid til y’all get sleepy
hollering bout y’all gne blue me and do me up when y’all see me
you bout it bout it come see me i want a niqqa to sneak me
let you come wit dat bullsh*t i bet you gne make the t.v.
leave you up in the parking lot f*ck it niqqa you gne see me
i will not be hard to find just look for the lamaborqeeni
i ain’t uch gotta scream it sure you already know that
from boosie back to lil phat we gone stomp you out like a doormat.
just brought the gun in the club & just like me that b*tch loaded
my rap career is up and rolling i hope y’all don’t make me blow that
got 24 niqqas wit me and all of them niqqas bogus
and all of them bout dat murder we all done did it before
all all of us got bond money so all us ready to go
we might lay around and get life but f*ck it that’s how it go
now this is how i be living this ain’t no sh*t that i just wrote
and i ain’t wit all that whispering so i asking these niqqas maaane

[chorus]
what’s happenin, what’s happenin….what’s happenin, what’s happenin
what’s happenin, what’s happenin….what’s happenin, what’s happenin
(ol’ b*tch *ss niqqa, p*ssy *ss niqqa, fake *ss iqqa, clown *ss niqqa)
what’s happenin, what’s happenin….what’s happenin, what’s happenin
what’s happenin, what’s happenin….what’s happenin, what’s happenin
(ol’ b*tch *ss niqqa, p*ssy *ss niqqa, fake *ss niqqa, clown *ss niqqa)

[verse 2 – lil phat]
stick in the booty rooty footy *ss n*gg*.
fake *ss cartoon movie *ss n*gg*.
getcha mind right, why the f*ck you n*gg*s worried bout the youngin.
ch – ch- bow! now you n*gg*s heard about the youngin.
my n*gg*s here a tune up, now we really quipped to shoot a b*tch.
i’m buckin through the crowd, i’m with boys, b*tch thats who i’m with.
i don’t f*ck around. what the f*ck round, i don’t believe that.
playin with the youngin, yo bout faith, where you bleed at?
n*gg* play p*ssy. yall know what i’m talkin bout.
make me pull up to the house & make you b*tches walk it out.
i guess you did that, full about.
so i can catch a d*ck out & stick it in ya goon mouth.
you n*gg*s rollbacks, man you n*gg*s ain’t no murderers.
ex. them thangs. boy these rappers, you heard of us.
i said it & i mean it, i ain’t gone bite my words.
aye. pull up on the serve & leave your sh*t on the curb.

[chorus]
what’s happenin, what’s happenin….what’s happenin, what’s happenin
what’s happenin, what’s happenin….what’s happenin, what’s happenin
(ol’ b*tch *ss niqqa, p*ssy *ss niqqa, fake *ss iqqa, clown *ss niqqa)
what’s happenin, what’s happenin….what’s happenin, what’s happenin
what’s happenin, what’s happenin….what’s happenin, what’s happenin
(ol’ b*tch *ss niqqa, p*ssy *ss niqqa, fake *ss niqqa, clown *ss niqqa)

[verse 3 – webbie]
be yourself, or be that niqqa on the news
that got knocked up out his shoes by them dudes
i refuse to let a niqqa play cruise to where that niqqa stay
politely walk up on hi and whip that tool up in a niqqa face
whats wit all da aimosity because a niqqa straight
smoke a fake, n*gg* like a steak, smokin grapes
i ain’t the one to mess wit i’ll leave a niqqa stressin
find ya wife dead on da floor up in the kitchen
wonderin where ya kids at i gott’em all wit me
mail you a finger to show you i mean business
i ain’t got my vest on y’all can come on and get me
i got my check on & i’m takin somebody with me.
i can leave yall my misery
some niqqas say i’m dirty they claiin dey gne fix me
better wake up early in the ornin if you plan on catchinq me
ima tell you lil niqqas early….rest in peace

[chorus]
what’s happenin, what’s happenin….what’s happenin, what’s happenin
what’s happenin, what’s happenin….what’s happenin, what’s happenin
(ol’ b*tch *ss niqqa, p*ssy *ss niqqa, fake *ss iqqa, clown *ss niqqa)
what’s happenin, what’s happenin….what’s happenin, what’s happenin
what’s happenin, what’s happenin….what’s happenin, what’s happenin
(ol’ b*tch *ss niqqa, p*ssy *ss niqqa, fake *ss niqqa, clown *ss niqqa)

/ webbie lyrics