Yeah Whoa
Big Scarr, Nardo Wick, Gucci Mane
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Yeah, woah Yeah, woah Yeah, woah (woah, woah) Yeah, woah Woah, yeah (phew, phew) Woah, yeah (phew, phew) Woah, yeah (phew, phew) Woah Woah (let's go) Young rich nigga pull up in a Bentley (with a semi) Windows tinted, got a bad bitch with me (got ya main bitch with me) Chrome Heart shirt, like I never had feelings (I don't want no dealings) Hellcat fast, do a dirt bike wheelie (stand in the bend) D&G shirt mix the Off-White with it (lil' nigga, I'm drippin') In the strip club throwin' money at the ceilin' (throw it at the ceilin') Got the whole gang goin' up like Now, watch what I do I got these hoes shakin' ass in the section But, nigga, lil' mama done came out her shoes I know she feelin' me, she wanna leave with me 'Cause I'm the nigga, yeah, I got the juice If I see an opp, I'ma go with my move He tried me, and I left the boy face on the news Think I ain't got the fire in the club? You a fool Woah, off the hip, I'ma blow No, ain't no cuffin' me, bitch No lovin' these hoes I tell 'em, "Just get up, and go" We poppin' bottles and keep throwin' dollars My section too lit, tell her, "Bring in some more" Got your bitch shakin' ass in the circle, like, "Woah" I make the ho get this shit off the floor Now the whole gang goin' up like yeah, woah (let's go) Young rich nigga pull up in a Bentley (with a semi) Windows tinted, got a bad bitch with me (got ya main bitch with me) Chrome Heart shirt, like I never had feelings (I don't want no dealings) Hellcat fast, do a dirt bike wheelie (stand in the bend) D&G shirt mix the Off-White with it (lil' nigga, I'm drippin') In the strip club throwin' money at the ceilin' (throw it at the ceilin') Got the whole gang goin' up like Yeah, woah (let's go) Yeah, woah (woah) Yeah (phew), woah Yeah (phew), woah Woah (woah) Yeah, woah (let's go) Yeah (phew), woah Yeah (phew), woah Yeah, woah Yeah, woah Yeah, woah, woah, woah She bendin' over, her nose on the floor And you work 'til your rent on the floor Run outta ones, tell 'em, "Go get some more" We makin' it rain even after they close We makin' it rain even after the show We floodin', go get umbrellas and coats Who is the baddest? She comin' with me Who is that starin'? She comin' with me And the bartender (pew), she comin' with me Who is her friend? She comin' with me Niggas in here hatin', pocket-watchin' We got choppers in the car for them (grrah, grrah, grrah) Whoever try to follow (bang, bang, bang) Hear a whole lotta 'em (grrah, grrah) Whoever try to follow (bang, bang, bang) Feel a whole lotta 'em (graow, grrah) Whoever try to follow (bang, graow, bang, bang, graow, bang, bang, graow, graow) Yeah, woah (let's go) Yeah, woah (woah) Yeah (phew), woah Yeah (phew), woah Woah (woah) Yeah, woah (let's go) Yeah (phew), woah Yeah (phew), woah Woah (let's go) Young rich nigga pull up in a Bentley (with a semi) Windows tinted, got a bad bitch with me (got ya main bitch with me) Chrome Heart shirt, like I never had feelings (I don't want no dealings) Hellcat fast, do a dirt bike wheelie (stand in the bend) D&G shirt mix the Off-White with it (lil' nigga, I'm drippin') In the strip club throwin' money at the ceilin' (throw it at the ceilin') Got the whole gang goin' up like (go) Big Scarr linked with Guwop and we came up out the trenches (Wop) My whole team be ballin', ain't no one sittin' on no benches (no) It's So Icy and 1017 and we so rich and ruthless (yeah) Pull up in some foolish, drop my top, I'm feelin' coupies (yoom) Big Grim Reaper Records couple of my artist got a record (well, damn) They try, but they can't help it, please don't try us 'cause we steppin' (true) It's Gucci Mane the mogul, but I'm a convicted felon (well, damn) The first rule in the street, don't leave your house without your weapon (graow) This a crazy world we livin' in, these hoes ain't to be trusted (whores) Thinkin' with his dick, he fucked around and got abducted (wow) Big CEO for sure, you know who put you up, on gang (woah) So when you mention legends, how you didn't bring up my name? Wop Yeah, woah (let's go) Yeah, woah (woah) Yeah (phew), woah Yeah (phew), woah Woah (woah) Yeah, woah (let's go) Yeah (phew), woah Yeah (phew), woah Woah (let's go) Young rich nigga pull up in a Bentley (with a semi) Windows tinted, got a bad bitch with me (got ya main bitch with me) Chrome Heart shirt, like I never had feelings (I don't want no dealings) Hellcat fast, do a dirt bike wheelie (stand in the bend) D&G shirt mix the Off-White with it (lil' nigga, I'm drippin') In the strip club throwin' money at the ceilin' (throw it at the ceilin') Got the whole gang goin' up like Yeah, woah Yeah, woah Yeah, woah Yeah, woah
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Written by: Radric Delantic Davis, Alexander Woods, Horace Walls
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