Xanman - Woohoo lyrics
[Xanman - Woohoo lyrics]
Reach, reach, reach, reach, hold up
Reach for the 9
Big-ass nigga try to creep and he dyin'
Legally blind, POP, hold it down
I'm with my soldier like SkinnyFromThe9
Bitch-ass nigga tryna beef on the 'Gram
Bullets hit hard like I play for the Rams
I'm not Kendrick but I'll be damned
We got Tonya, Nicole, not no Pam
556's, we hop out the van
Put him on skates like he wearin' some Vans
Percocet, Percocet, itchin' like rash
Think you incredible, bitch, you ain't Dash
Paid her two hunnid to get her some lashes
Bruh, that's not drank, he sippin' on acid
Micheal Jackson
Got zippers that's all on my jacket
Woohoo, I hit her, she (Woohoo)
Choppa go bru hoo (Broo hoo) , bru hoo
That nigga a roadrunner
Cowboy, town ain't big enough for both of us
Got twenty bands in my hands
Told her show some'
She cookin', I'm in the kitchen
That coke money
I like her, she got interest in me
Said I like her, you won Birkin when I see ya
Bitch at a hotel, you can come to mine
This ARP make him run a mile
Got this shit in the street
Like the yellow lines
I'ma creep in the trunk
You can come and find me
I'ma kill lil' Roy like NumbaNine
Got a big 45, he think he a big dog
Say that he steppin', I knock his shit off
Burn his ass up like got a K like Michelle
This ain't Love & Hip-Hop
I creep in the truck, this a new Infiniti
Dawg i kidnap your daughter
I'll probably send off
Fuck with the shotgun, it'll knock a limb off
Thought that he shootin'
That nigga dipped off
Got drugs, surrounded by drank heads
I was locked up in the cell
They had CD players
I got so many we can meet the Mayor
Told him, "Go in the circle, " no Seabear
Pray to God he don't do what he even said
Hurricane, no Chris
Choppa make niggas dance just like Ayo Teo
Woohoo, I hit her, she (Woohoo)
Choppa go broo hoo (Broo hoo) , broo hoo
Broo hoo (Broo hoo) , broo hoo
Reach for the 9
Big-ass nigga try to creep and he dyin'
Legally blind, POP, hold it down
I'm with my soldier like SkinnyFromThe9
Bitch-ass nigga tryna beef on the 'Gram
Bullets hit hard like I play for the Rams
I'm not Kendrick but I'll be damned
We got Tonya, Nicole, not no Pam
556's, we hop out the van
Put him on skates like he wearin' some Vans
Percocet, Percocet, itchin' like rash
Think you incredible, bitch, you ain't Dash
Paid her two hunnid to get her some lashes
Bruh, that's not drank, he sippin' on acid
Micheal Jackson
Got zippers that's all on my jacket
Woohoo, I hit her, she (Woohoo)
Choppa go bru hoo (Broo hoo) , bru hoo
That nigga a roadrunner
Cowboy, town ain't big enough for both of us
Got twenty bands in my hands
Told her show some'
She cookin', I'm in the kitchen
That coke money
I like her, she got interest in me
Said I like her, you won Birkin when I see ya
Bitch at a hotel, you can come to mine
This ARP make him run a mile
Got this shit in the street
Like the yellow lines
I'ma creep in the trunk
You can come and find me
I'ma kill lil' Roy like NumbaNine
Got a big 45, he think he a big dog
Say that he steppin', I knock his shit off
Burn his ass up like got a K like Michelle
This ain't Love & Hip-Hop
I creep in the truck, this a new Infiniti
Dawg i kidnap your daughter
I'll probably send off
Fuck with the shotgun, it'll knock a limb off
Thought that he shootin'
That nigga dipped off
Got drugs, surrounded by drank heads
I was locked up in the cell
They had CD players
I got so many we can meet the Mayor
Told him, "Go in the circle, " no Seabear
Pray to God he don't do what he even said
Hurricane, no Chris
Choppa make niggas dance just like Ayo Teo
Woohoo, I hit her, she (Woohoo)
Choppa go broo hoo (Broo hoo) , broo hoo
Broo hoo (Broo hoo) , broo hoo