Story Behind The Song

wanted to get the guys and girl off the wall, iguess you can say this an ice breaker

Lyrics

intro: whats up,whats up,whats up,whats up,hey baby, whats up? 1st verse: what you talking bout ma, i'm only trying to get to know you i cant do that from afar, and since we spending nights out at the bar patron shots to the dome make you a maniac when you get home. i'm looking for a good time,them nights with salley and her sisters is gone i made it back and it s about to be on, the king of the trown you can call me popi tonight, hot linens ,wet pillows when your working it right, or to the left it dont matter when your riding the walls,i'm channeled in a little pressure now the sound of the saw, its good loving come an get it garanteed to be tight,so whats up show a brother that your rolling right. chorus repeat twice: whats up, when you see a brother in the street, whats up, holla back when a brother speak, whats up, now we can get it on to night ,whats up, show a brother that your rolling right,whats up? 2nd verse: hey whats up wit the call, yo whats up, i done heard about yall, smack your thang like a bear claw, freeze yo neck like polar, heat it up like ferrari seats in the hood ma, an we can role like super stars, turn your unicorns to super cars, nobodies into movie stars,they dont need to now who we are,chanel got the tab and aston-martin got the car, one shot like cudagra, two shots while we at the bar,i see the signs an we aint far, from rough loving in the five stars, or freaky meets in the back seats of the car,so when i speak it aint from afar, and you creep meet me at the park, ah prefarably jus after dark, i hit it hard enough to make it spark,an thats whats up, so you coming home with big mark. chorus repeat twice: 3rd verse: 5'5 in a 1/2, 135. 36-24 -40, figure it out ,do the math add the equations its all good, the type of body thats found in ghettos an smal hoods, that apple bottom hugging them jeans i love ladies, the types thats all natural wit kids or no babies, polished nails or extentions wit that air brush pearly whites or gold fronts wit open face cuz, that body resembles a sax let me blow that horn, can i push your keys a hold them notes real long, and change your octive with the slither of a tongue, i get you sprung running your scales by G you'll be done, jus relax let a brother eas into, this what you wont ,you been waiting all day for me to do it, i got you reaching for what aint there jus grasping at air , so whats up gone let a brother take you there