Upcoming Concerts for Crime Mob featuring Bohagon

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Crime Mob
Crime Mob
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brittany Carpentero
Brittany Carpentero
Songwriter
Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith
Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith
Songwriter
Cedrick Leonard
Cedrick Leonard
Songwriter
Venetia Lewis
Venetia Lewis
Songwriter
Lefabian Williams
Lefabian Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
J. Smith
J. Smith
Mixing Engineer
Darryl "Lil Scrappy" Richardson
Darryl "Lil Scrappy" Richardson
Executive Producer
Emperor Searcy
Emperor Searcy
Executive Producer
Rob McDowell
Rob McDowell
Executive Producer
Vince Phillips
Vince Phillips
Executive Producer
Bernie Grundman
Bernie Grundman
Mastering Engineer
John Frye
John Frye
Mixing Engineer
Chris Carmouche
Chris Carmouche
Recording Engineer
II DARRYL RICHARDSON
II DARRYL RICHARDSON
Executive Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah, throw them deuces up (What's up?)
Throw them deuces up, yeah that right
Bohagon in here (What's up?)
It's D4L up in here (BME, tell me)
Yeah, Crime Mob in here (What's up?)
Ya boy, Lil' Jon
Throw them deuces up like this here (What's happenin'?)
[Verse 2]
What's happenin', what's up? (What's up?)
What's happenin', what's up? (What's up?)
What's happenin', what's up? (What's up?)
What's happenin', what's up? (You already know-know what the deal is)
[Verse 3]
What's happenin', what's up? (What's up?)
What's happenin', what's up? (What's up?)
What's happenin', what's up? (What's up?)
What's happenin', what's up? (You already know-know what the deal is)
[Verse 4]
Do you know who I am?
Who am I, I'm Bohagon, the life I live it
**** talkin' 'bout hustlin' and ballin', I did this
I ain't talking 'bout movies, I'm telling you real shit
Can't talk, haters might try to tell I did this
You can catch me full throttle on Hen an Remi bottles
Gon' trick a couple of dollars on one of my hood models
'Cause I'ma play the game however the chips fall
Bohagon got the streets jumping like a criss cross
So fuck it, hop in the bucket and haul ass
Haters mad 'cause the TV don't pop out y'all dash
If I head to the trunk, it done went all bad
I'm 'bout to grab the K and spray at y'all ass
[Verse 5]
What's happenin', what's up? (What's up?)
What's happenin', what's up? (What's up?)
What's happenin', what's up? (What's up?)
What's happenin', what's up? (You already know-know what the deal is)
[Verse 6]
What's happenin', what's up? (What's up?)
What's happenin', what's up? (What's up?)
What's happenin', what's up? (What's up?)
What's happenin', what's up? (You already know-know what the deal is)
[Verse 7]
Aye-aye
Aye, throw them duces, say what's happenin'
Princess I'm flashing
Hos hate me 'cause they **** starring while I'm passin'
Yup, they start gasping
Damn, she's so sassy
I can spin some dollars
You still won't catch me lacking
Pimp without a passion for ****
You'll see me stacking these figures
And make all of these bitches become a has been
Naw, no need for bragging
Nope, no time for nagging
When you see me in the club don't hate
Just say what's happenin'
[Verse 8]
Hey baby
Ven aqui, papi, what's up?
Will y'all pass-pass off some cheddar cheese
Now let me see yo bucks
Watch me shake my Laffy Taffy for these suckers
I'm that hard to find flavor
Sweeter than a watermelon and a pack of Now-Laters
Bubblicious thighs
I catch eyes when I pass through
If looks could kill
Then I'll be trill and pop you like some caps, boo
They ask you remind 'em I'm that good shit
I'm that coke for the fiends
Genuwine in these jeans
I keep 'em crawling on they knees
[Verse 9]
What's happenin', what's up? (What's up?)
What's happenin', what's up? (What's up?)
What's happenin', what's up? (What's up?)
What's happenin', what's up? (You already know-know what the deal is)
[Verse 10]
What's happenin', what's up? (What's up?)
What's happenin', what's up? (What's up?)
What's happenin', what's up? (What's up?)
What's happenin', what's up? (You already know-know what the deal is)
[Verse 11]
Oh yeah, he think it was over with, didn't he?
That boy Bohagon spit on anything
Got a million finish games
Hustle up, many thing
Thumb through plenty change
Sitting on chrome that's the size of a ferris wheel
Girl move your head, 'cause I can't hold on to the steering wheel
Ball off in the club, buy the whole bar gangsta
I'ma leave in somethin old school that flip and change colors
Grindin' for way too long
I'm way too strong out here in the streets
I used to ask 'em, Who am I?
But now, I think they know it's me
I sprinkle Georgia dirt, that boy Bohagon a BME representer
Whippin' Lincoln Continental, pimp in every continental
I give it to you plain and simple to the temple, blam
And tell ya off top, I don't really give a damn
[Verse 12]
What's happenin', what's up? (What's up?)
What's happenin', what's up? (What's up?)
What's happenin', what's up? (What's up?)
What's happenin', what's up? (You already know-know what the deal is)
[Verse 13]
What's happenin', what's up? (What's up?)
What's happenin', what's up? (What's up?)
What's happenin', what's up? (What's up?)
What's happenin', what's up? (You already know-know what the deal is)
Written by: Brittany Carpentero, C. Leonard, J. Smith, L. Williams, V. Lewis
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