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exetra archive - woah lyrics

[songtext zu „woah“]

[intro]
(exetra beatz made it)
(payback)

[chorus: yaet]
woah, i got bucks, i got these bucks around (yeah)
woah, i got cash, who ask who poppin’ now?
woah, why they tryna jack my f+ckin’ sound?
woah, i got too many flows, too many sounds
woah, i got bucks, i got these bucks around (yeah)
woah, i got cash, who ask who poppin’ now?
woah, why they tryna jack my f+ckin’ sound?
woah, i got too many flows, too many sounds

[verse 1: yeat]
i don’t know which one i’m at (huh, huh)
i just been revvin’ this b+tch
i just been runnin’ this sh+t (huh)
yeah, i just been f+ckin’ that b+tch
just been runnin’ the street (what? what?)
yeah, we gon’ shoot up that b+tch
smoke ’em like swisher sweets (woah, woah)
takin’ a mo’f+ckin’ l?
yeah, you a muh’f+ckin’ lame (yeah, ha+ha)
you claimin’ to really act tough
boy, you ain’t in no gang (boy, say your name)
we can get you deceased
we can get you out of this place (stay in your lane)
b+tch, that shmunk army
we all over the place (yeah)
[pre+chorus: yaet]
pullin’ up inside a big truck, this a bentlеy (woo)
i don’t f+ck with n0body, b+tch, i’m not friendly (woo)
i don’t leave thе crib without my gun, without my semi’ (yeah)
woah, i don’t leave without my hemi (ooh)

[chorus: yaet & ufo361]
woah (ihr wisst bescheid) i got bucks, i got these bucks around (yeah)
woah (ihr wisst bescheid), i got cash, who ask who poppin’ now?
woah, why they tryna jack my f+ckin’ sound?
woah, i got too many flows, too many sounds
i got bucks, i got these bucks around (yeah)
woah, i got cash, who ask who poppin’ now?
woah, why they tryna jack my f+ckin’ sound?
woah, i got too many flows, too many sounds

[verse 2: ufo361]
ja, ja, ja, sitz’ im pj
fünfzig k für chrome hearts, meine b+tch, ja, sie hat b+day
audemars piguet an meinem wrist, ich zahl’ nur retail
alex moss, die chain voller details, ja (jaa)
fit black wie ein ninja
trinke lean, kein caipirinha
bin der meister so wie splinter (eh)
cash so wie ein—, drucke cash so wie ein printer
ihr wisst bescheid, ja, die leute wissen, ich bin ein berliner, ja, ja
[pre+chorus: yaet]
pullin’ up inside a big truck, this a bentley (woo)
i don’t f+ck with n0body, b+tch, i’m not friendly (woo)
i don’t leave the crib without my gun, without my semi’ (yeah)
woah, i don’t leave without my hemi (ooh)

[verse 3: destroy lonely]
givenchy and prada (prada)
vetements and marni (yes), and balenciaga (yes)
i do everythin’ with no problem (yes)
i lived a whole month at the roxy (yes)
i lived a whole life in october (i did)
i’ma go and blow yo’ college fund every time i walk up in that store (store)
yeah, i got ya, shawty, know i got ya if you got me (i got ya)
my cash don’t fold up, i can’t do origami (nah)
come get down with the gang, n+gga, this a top+floor posse (top floor, top floor)
i stuff money in my pants, baby, i’m never out of pocket
[pre+chorus: yaet]
pullin’ up inside a big truck, this a bentley (woo)
i don’t f+ck with n0body, b+tch, i’m not friendly (woo)
i don’t leave the crib without my gun, without my semi’ (yeah)
woah, i don’t leave without my hemi (ooh)

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