Dats Wasup Zeus (Bots) (Ft. AKA & Stogie T)

[Chorus: Zeus]
Put 'em up in the air
Let me see your hands
My fly ladies in the place and all my mans
Hip Hop is in the spot when they play this jam
It's that real piff homie, you can smell it, damn
They like (That's what's up)
They like, they like (That's what's up)
They like, they like (That's what's up)
They like, they like (That's what's up)

[Verse 1: Zeus]
If it's mic rocking, no option, I'm in
No pop locking, I'm locked in
Shooting like John Stockton
Call cops and we're robbers
We poppers, we drop it
We puff it, we forfeit never 'cause
We enforcing true logic, sheba daar
Cuff all beats, kea baba daar
Flow and style, ke unstoppable
Mean cuts, I sever all
Fresh talk like Stimorol
Play hard so the team would ball
Blake Griffin, Chris Paul
Highlight switched off
Big talk, big moves
Big dudes, cough-cough
Sick dude, kicking these bars like karate or jiu-jitsu
Punching these lines with my knuckles as my fists flew
Enter the dragon, I came to spit on the track
And you hear, I'm taking it back
Straight to the era of rap
I swear their girl will be clapping
Abracadabra magic, I'm making it happen
Count me in so the paper get stacking
See, my flow is a weapon
Now this is a stick up
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