Wog It Up

TitleWog It Up
ArtistUncle Asher
AlbumWog Season
Release Date2019-06-08
DescriptionWog It Up is about drugs, money and sex (or lack of).
Lyrics[Intro: Uncle Asher, Jo$iah]

Ay, big daddy motherfucker (ay)
Big motherfucking LJ, motherfucking wog rappers (ay)
What the fuck, wog, wog (ay, ay)
Tuna
Fucking, lil lamb up, dog

[Verse 1: Uncle Asher]

Motherfuckers see
I eat ass like it's tuna
Eat it out the can
I don’t even have to spoon her
I might hit you with my dick
Cause no, I ain't no shoota
All these girls don't wanna fuck
Cause I ain’t no disputer
Yeah, that's it
I'm stacking bricks
I keep it slick, I ain't rich
I saved my shit
It's all for this
I don't got no honey but at least I'm stacking money
I ain't bright all, but my friends just think I’m funny
All about that dank
Yeah, you know my vision foggy
I just wet my pants so you know my money’s soggy, yeah
Big drip, little drip, drip on my sight
If I count my problems we gon' be here all night, yeah
I wanna lose my Vs but you know I’ll get a fright
If someone sees my chode, yeah, I'll hit them with a right
With a left, with a right
I got right on my sight
[Verse 2: Jo$iah]

Guess I'll hit him right
Yeah, my diamonds they shine bright, yeah
I'll put up a fight even though my skin is light, yeah
I sneak through the night so you know we keep it tight, yeah
I’m high as a kite, yeah
Take your bitch, I might, yeah
Ooh, that pussy tight, yeah
But I don't want no child, yeah
So I get on a flight, yeah
To a foreign island
No, I am not lying
I don't have to try this
I be on some rhyme shit
All my money piling

[Bridge: Uncle Asher]

Yeah, you know I'm in my zone (yeah)
Please don't hit my phone (ay)
I got women and no hoes (ay)
But I keep it on patrol (ay)

[Verse 3: Uncle Asher]
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Lickity lick-a my popsicle stick (mm)
I gotta shit
Write on my foes and I'm crushing a lift
I eat a can at the op shop
I keep it strapped like a crop top
I can't afford a new drop top
I gotta get me a stopwatch

[Outro: Jo$iah]

Getting all this fucking cash, yeah
In my bag, you know we stash, yeah
Fuck that bitch in the ass, yeah
Then I do the fucking dash (skrt)
I can never come last, yeah
You will never catch me lacking
Money coming in fast, yeah
Feel like I'm the fucking Flash, yeah