Ugly God's name was inspired by Texas-based recording artist Yung God and his label Ugly Mob.
What's Up?
Ugly God Lyrics
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Thanks Ugly God, thanks Ugly God
I went from rags to riches
Now I fuck the baddest bitches
These niggas be tryin' to bite, but don't got the algorithm
I'm rich and I learned how to count it up, I feel like a mathematician
I fuck on your bitch then I disappear, I feel like a bad magician, ooh (bitch)
Diamonds on my wrist they shinin', VVS's let it snow
No when I fuck your bitch she whinin', when I'm done I let her go
Like "Here, I let her go, ayy come get your ho"
So what's up bitch? I'm tryna fuck bitch
We gon' pull up to yo' party on that fuck shit
Don't get bucked bitch, don't get bucked bitch
You ain't tough bitch, we on that fuck shit
So what's up bitch? I'm tryna fuck bitch
We gon' pull up to yo' party on that fuck shit
Don't get bucked bitch, don't get bucked bitch
You ain't tough bitch, we on that fuck shit
So what's up bitch?
I-I-I'm on a roll, I fuck your bitch, then I gotta go
She tryna slide with a nigga, I told that bitch no
She tryna vibe with a nigga, bitch, I gotta go
D-d-d-damn bitch, fuck you and yo' man bitch
If you ain't tryna fuck me, put me on your best friend, bitch
Damn bitch, boy don't dap me up, don't shake my hand, bitch
I don't need no new friends, you know who I am, bitch
I can't settle down with you, I hope you understand
So just hold my hand and shut the fuck up, stick with the plan, bitch
Damn bitch, get the fuck from 'round me with that fan shit
If you disrespect me I'm gon' pop you like a Xan bitch
So what's up bitch? I'm tryna fuck bitch
We gon' pull up to yo' party on that fuck shit
Don't get bucked bitch, don't get bucked bitch
You ain't tough bitch, we on that fuck shit
So what's up bitch? I'm tryna fuck bitch
We gon' pull up to yo' party on that fuck shit
Don't get bucked bitch, don't get bucked bitch
You ain't tough bitch, we on that fuck shit
So what's up bitch?
Thanks Ugly God, thanks Ugly God
Thanks Ugly God, thanks Ugly God
In "What's Up" by Ugly God, the lyrics describe a newfound life of luxury and women. Ugly God proclaims that he has gone from "rags to riches" and can now sleep with the most beautiful women. He mocks those who try to copy him but do not understand the "algorithm" to success. He likens his ability to manage his wealth to that of a mathematician. Ugly God also references his skill at making women disappear after he sleeps with them, feeling like a "bad magician."
The chorus of the song asks "what's up" to a potential sexual partner, indicating his desire for a casual sexual encounter. He warns against anyone who tries to act tough, using violent language and a desire to prove his toughness. Despite his success, Ugly God is uninterested in making long-term connections with women, asking for them to leave after he sleeps with them. The song is a celebration of Ugly God's success and lifestyle, highlighting his desire for women and casual sex.
Line by Line Meaning
I went from rags to riches
I used to be poor, but now I have a lot of money
Now I fuck the baddest bitches
I have sex with very attractive women
These niggas be tryin' to bite, but don't got the algorithm
These guys copy me, but they don't have the secret formula to success
I'm rich and I learned how to count it up, I feel like a mathematician
I have a lot of money and I know how to manage it, I feel like a genius
I fuck on your bitch then I disappear, I feel like a bad magician, ooh (bitch)
I have sex with your girlfriend, then I leave without a trace, making me feel like a skilled magician
Eenie Meenie Miney Mo, I fuck around then fuck your ho
I play a children's game to choose which girl to have sex with, then I have sex with her
Diamonds on my wrist they shinin', VVS's let it snow
I have expensive diamond jewelry on my wrist that is very shiny, and it looks like it's snowing
No when I fuck your bitch she whinin', when I'm done I let her go
Your girlfriend makes noise when we have sex, and when it's over, I let her leave
Like "Here, I let her go, ayy come get your ho"
I tell you to come and get your girlfriend now that I'm done with her
So what's up bitch? I'm tryna fuck bitch
Hey girl, I'm interested in having sex with you
We gon' pull up to yo' party on that fuck shit
We're going to arrive at your party with the intention of having sex with someone
Don't get bucked bitch, don't get bucked bitch
Don't start a fight with us; we're not afraid of you
You ain't tough bitch, we on that fuck shit
You're not as tough as you think you are, and we're just looking for sex
I-I-I'm on a roll, I fuck your bitch, then I gotta go
I'm on a good streak of having sex with girls, but once it's over, I have to leave
She tryna slide with a nigga, I told that bitch no
Your girlfriend is trying to have sex with me, but I declined
She tryna vibe with a nigga, bitch, I gotta go
Your girlfriend is trying to hang out with me, but I have to leave
D-d-d-damn bitch, fuck you and yo' man bitch
Damn girl, I don't like you or your boyfriend
If you ain't tryna fuck me, put me on your best friend, bitch
If you're not interested in having sex with me, introduce me to your attractive friend
Damn bitch, boy don't dap me up, don't shake my hand, bitch
I don't want to greet you in a friendly manner, so don't try to shake my hand
I don't need no new friends, you know who I am, bitch
I don't want to make new friends because people already know who I am
I can't settle down with you, I hope you understand
I don't want to have a serious relationship with you, I hope you can accept that
So just hold my hand and shut the fuck up, stick with the plan, bitch
Just hold my hand and be quiet, let's follow the plan
Damn bitch, get the fuck from 'round me with that fan shit
Get away from me with that annoying fan behavior
If you disrespect me I'm gon' pop you like a Xan bitch
If you disrespect me, I'll punch you like I'm taking a Xanax
Thanks Ugly God, thanks Ugly God
I'm thanking myself for being awesome
Thanks Ugly God, thanks Ugly God
Again, I'm thanking myself for being awesome
Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Royce Cornell Davison
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