Song parody of
woedies
by Thirty6JuJu
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I'm with my woedies we from the Noya
Do not approach me we do not know ya
I'm with my soldier I got my toaster
Don't got no, Don't got no holster
I just might, I just might blow it
My shit'll fold ya hollows exploding
First shot
This ain't no warning
Face shot
I'm on his dome
Let's follow em home
Nah fuck that
I'll do it alone I'm bending them corners
4 in the morning don't got no phone
I left it at home
Like...
Wait...
Feel like I'm saying too much
Fuck it I'm saying too much
Baby my jacket patagonia I am not trendy
Baby you see I got on Gosha I don't rock Fendi
Yea he might pull up to my show but I don't rock with em
Baby I'm sliding through the Noya 30 shots with me
Baby I'm riding with my pole bitch I am not friendly
Baby I'm driving on patron bitch I got God with me
Baby don't call my other phone if it's not business
Baby don't worry bout them hoes I know you got niggas
Yea I'm with my woedies we from the Noya
Do not approach me we do not know ya
I'm with my soldier I got my toaster
Don't got no, Don't got no holster
I just might, I just might blow it
My shit'll fold ya hollows exploding
First shot
This ain't no warning
Face shot
I'm on his dome
I'm with my woedies we from the Noya
Do not approach me we do not know ya
I'm with my soldier I got my toaster
Don't got no, Don't got no holster
I just might, I just might blow it
My shit'll fold ya hollows exploding
First shot
This ain't no warning
Face shot
I'm on his dome
Let's follow em home
Nah fuck that
I'll do it alone I'm bending them corners
4 in the morning don't got no phone
I left it at home
Like...
Wait...
Feel like I'm saying too much
Fuck it I'm saying too much
Baby my jacket patagonia I am not trendy
Baby you see I got on Gosha I don't rock Fendi
Yea he might pull up to my show but I don't rock with em
Baby I'm sliding through the Noya 30 shots with me
Baby I'm riding with my pole bitch I am not friendly
Baby I'm driving on patron bitch I got God with me
Baby don't call my other phone if it's not business
Baby don't worry bout them hoes I know you got niggas
Yea I'm with my woedies we from the Noya
Do not approach me we do not know ya
I'm with my soldier I got my toaster
Don't got no, Don't got no holster
I just might, I just might blow it
My shit'll fold ya hollows exploding
First shot
This ain't no warning
Face shot
I'm on his dome
