GOONIE, Izaya Tiji - Woosaahhh lyrics
[GOONIE, Izaya Tiji - Woosaahhh lyrics]
Slayworld Soldier aye, aye Pete, come look
I'm in that muhfuckin' Aloft right now
Wait 'till I floor this shit (yeah)
It's like 4 in the morning, I'm 'finna
Finna give y'all another classic
That's what I do look
It say SRT on the seats in the Dodge
Never had to kick a door
My big brother doin' fraud
I got hoes on top of hoes
Can't be lovin' on these broads
If it’s smoke, we get it clappin' in this
Bitch like an applause
Big deposit in the bank
I can’t fit it in my pants
Shawty ass so fat
She barely fit it in the Benz
She was losing, pickin', choosing
Barely fit her in my plans
Had to buss her, cut her, keep a 'cutta
'cause these niggas fans
Either rollin' off a X pill
Or noddin' off the drank
I just poured a 'lil 8 in a big deuce tray
I get higher than a jet
Ew, bitch, get out my face
And these bands, they keep thumbing
Say ya gettin' money, but ya ain’t
(Ya ain't, ya ain't)
We off them drugs, like woosah
Chillin' out, like woosah
My bitch made out in Cuba
This Glock came wit' a ruler, oh
These niggas lost they damn mind
These niggas lost they damn mind
Gotta balance my low so I get damn high
Ain’t nothing money can’t buy
Melt a nigga like some damn iron
I could hit the
I get high, baby, get very high
That's yo bitch, gon' fuck her anytime
Pop that pill, I go bye
Wit' these racks, you could never go wrong
Yeah, I'm on them drugs like woosah, yeah
I'm on them drugs like woosah (Woosah)
Molly water and like two blunts
Molly water and like two blunts
Talkin' bout smokin' on gas
Talkin' bout sippin' on lean
I'm in this car goin' fast
I cannot see a thing
I'm in the club wit' them
And he poppin' that Benz off
Yeah, I can fuck yo 'lil face off
But I can't be yo friend though
All my racks, they so long
You can see them from afar
My big brother, he do fraud
We off them drugs, just like woosah
Just like woosah
I'm in that muhfuckin' Aloft right now
Wait 'till I floor this shit (yeah)
It's like 4 in the morning, I'm 'finna
Finna give y'all another classic
That's what I do look
It say SRT on the seats in the Dodge
Never had to kick a door
My big brother doin' fraud
I got hoes on top of hoes
Can't be lovin' on these broads
If it’s smoke, we get it clappin' in this
Bitch like an applause
Big deposit in the bank
I can’t fit it in my pants
Shawty ass so fat
She barely fit it in the Benz
She was losing, pickin', choosing
Barely fit her in my plans
Had to buss her, cut her, keep a 'cutta
'cause these niggas fans
Either rollin' off a X pill
Or noddin' off the drank
I just poured a 'lil 8 in a big deuce tray
I get higher than a jet
Ew, bitch, get out my face
And these bands, they keep thumbing
Say ya gettin' money, but ya ain’t
(Ya ain't, ya ain't)
We off them drugs, like woosah
Chillin' out, like woosah
My bitch made out in Cuba
This Glock came wit' a ruler, oh
These niggas lost they damn mind
These niggas lost they damn mind
Gotta balance my low so I get damn high
Ain’t nothing money can’t buy
Melt a nigga like some damn iron
I could hit the
I get high, baby, get very high
That's yo bitch, gon' fuck her anytime
Pop that pill, I go bye
Wit' these racks, you could never go wrong
Yeah, I'm on them drugs like woosah, yeah
I'm on them drugs like woosah (Woosah)
Molly water and like two blunts
Molly water and like two blunts
Talkin' bout smokin' on gas
Talkin' bout sippin' on lean
I'm in this car goin' fast
I cannot see a thing
I'm in the club wit' them
And he poppin' that Benz off
Yeah, I can fuck yo 'lil face off
But I can't be yo friend though
All my racks, they so long
You can see them from afar
My big brother, he do fraud
We off them drugs, just like woosah
Just like woosah