OhGeesy, Chrishan - Wock lyrics
[OhGeesy, Chrishan - Wock lyrics]
(Hitmaka, Diego)
(Sound) yeah
Yeah, we got beans
Started with some Wock', Wock'
Wock', yeah, Wock', wock'
Break her off fifty racks
I know she ain't never seen that
Ooh, I'm the man down in Broward
Believe that ooh, or see that
Oh, oh, oh, oh chane'-ne', double C that
Come and vaca' with aphrodisiac
Woah, press my line, I could be that
Ayy, hey oh, oh, oh, oh
Pourin' up that Wock', Wock', Wock', Wock'
Wock' put your hands on your knees
Go drop it like it's hot
I don't care if you not, baby
Shake it like a thot
If you got a lil' booty or your ass got a lot
Shake that shit like a ho-ass bitch
Like you don't got a man and a whole-ass kid
Like you don't got work next day
Bust it if you independent
And you gettin' paid you fuck like a slut
But you a gutter-ass bitch
You like hood niggas with
That guttеr-ass dick you stay on your grind
You deserve to bе rich
You don't need no nigga, you
Could never need a bitch, ayy
Started with some Wock', Wock'
Wock', yeah, Wock', wock'
Break her off fifty racks
I know she ain't never seen that
Ooh, I'm the man down in Broward
Believe that ooh, or see that
Oh, oh, oh, oh chane'-ne', double C that
Come and vaca' with aphrodisiac
Woah, woah, press my line, I could be that
Ayy, hey oh, oh, oh, oh
Bust down earlobe, bust down wrist
You got brand new booty and
Some brand new tit's
Got brand new house, brand new whip
Got the same old friends
On some brand new shit
Fifty racks in your pocket
Somethin' you ain't never seen
Real nigga, baby, only do real nigga things
YSL and Dior why I'm smellin' so clean
When I hit it from the side
You know I'ma make you cream
Yeah, I'ma stroke real slow when I
Hit it off the lean
Ain't finna cum if I hit it off a bean
I sold drugs, I ain't never sold dreams
I could never handcuff, I'ma set the ho free
(Nigga)
Started with some Wock', Wock'
Wock', yeah, Wock', wock'
Break her off fifty racks
I know she ain't never seen that
Ooh, I'm the man down in Broward
Believe that ooh, or see that
Oh, oh, oh, oh chane'-ne', double C that
Come and vaca' with aphrodisiac
Woah, press my line, I could be that
Ayy, hey oh, oh, oh, oh
(Sound) yeah
Yeah, we got beans
Started with some Wock', Wock'
Wock', yeah, Wock', wock'
Break her off fifty racks
I know she ain't never seen that
Ooh, I'm the man down in Broward
Believe that ooh, or see that
Oh, oh, oh, oh chane'-ne', double C that
Come and vaca' with aphrodisiac
Woah, press my line, I could be that
Ayy, hey oh, oh, oh, oh
Pourin' up that Wock', Wock', Wock', Wock'
Wock' put your hands on your knees
Go drop it like it's hot
I don't care if you not, baby
Shake it like a thot
If you got a lil' booty or your ass got a lot
Shake that shit like a ho-ass bitch
Like you don't got a man and a whole-ass kid
Like you don't got work next day
Bust it if you independent
And you gettin' paid you fuck like a slut
But you a gutter-ass bitch
You like hood niggas with
That guttеr-ass dick you stay on your grind
You deserve to bе rich
You don't need no nigga, you
Could never need a bitch, ayy
Started with some Wock', Wock'
Wock', yeah, Wock', wock'
Break her off fifty racks
I know she ain't never seen that
Ooh, I'm the man down in Broward
Believe that ooh, or see that
Oh, oh, oh, oh chane'-ne', double C that
Come and vaca' with aphrodisiac
Woah, woah, press my line, I could be that
Ayy, hey oh, oh, oh, oh
Bust down earlobe, bust down wrist
You got brand new booty and
Some brand new tit's
Got brand new house, brand new whip
Got the same old friends
On some brand new shit
Fifty racks in your pocket
Somethin' you ain't never seen
Real nigga, baby, only do real nigga things
YSL and Dior why I'm smellin' so clean
When I hit it from the side
You know I'ma make you cream
Yeah, I'ma stroke real slow when I
Hit it off the lean
Ain't finna cum if I hit it off a bean
I sold drugs, I ain't never sold dreams
I could never handcuff, I'ma set the ho free
(Nigga)
Started with some Wock', Wock'
Wock', yeah, Wock', wock'
Break her off fifty racks
I know she ain't never seen that
Ooh, I'm the man down in Broward
Believe that ooh, or see that
Oh, oh, oh, oh chane'-ne', double C that
Come and vaca' with aphrodisiac
Woah, press my line, I could be that
Ayy, hey oh, oh, oh, oh