larry buxxx - woah lyrics
i can’t breed a ting up in this rave
baby mama drama, larry buxxx can’t show his face
i can’t breed a ting up in this rave
maybe mama drama for them ninjas in the grave
i can’t put a bun up in this whoa
should’ve worn a rubber, now your son’s up in this woah
running with my sixes in this woah
dummy for vixen now your mrs with the woah
i don’t want to listen to the woah
should’ve worn a jimmy now your fixin’ for woah
hit from the back and then i flip it on the woah
jordan, michael pippen- no -ssisting on the woah-
no -ssisting on the woah, that’s m-ssive other bill
i don’t wanna child suppo’ and i’m p-ssive with the grill
breed another wheelie bin, i’m an addict with it, still
put a bun up in the woah and she pops another pill;
i don’t like the way you’re raised, i don’t like the way you talk
i don’t like your boschy ways, always in and out of court
must’ve thought i would’ve stayed, yeah, i know i seem the sort
i was the muller way, i won’t fret to hit abort
i don’t wanna listen to the woah
had enough of flexin’ kind of different on the woah
sad enough i had a couple women on the woah
ask me if i’m dipping, it’s a given on the woah
i ain’t having children with the woah
obi knows i’m sick and tired chillin’ with the woah
higher than a, i ain’t have no ceilings in this woah
vsoppy sippin’, got no dirty dealings with the woah
i can’t breed a ting up in this rave
baby mama drama, larry buck can’t show his face
i can’t breed a ting up in this rave
baby mama drama, larry buxxx can’t show his face
i can’t breed a ting up in this rave
maybe mama drama for them ninjas in the grave
i can’t put a bun up in this whoa
should’ve worn a rubber, now your son’s up in this woah
running with my sixes in this woah
dummy for vixen now your mrs with the woah
i ain’t with the playing, i never copped the ps4-
henny’ll probably tell you i’ve been brucking on the floor
‘put it in my name’ and i’m dialling on the phone
slam dunk another sale and the money’s gonna flow
i’m a k!ller on the phone and i get it in
larry’s sick and that cheddar is the medicine
gate kept, bun that, woah, let us in
i don’t wanna have to come back with the kerosene
but now i switch it on the woah:
ask her is she busy, can i visit on a woah?
if you get a minute can i stick it on a woah?
hatch-back, get all honda civic on the woah
took it to the crib, i had to bill it on the woah
clipper and a zip, it’s something different for the woah
shorty, it’s my beat, got my rhythm on the woah
sort of had to flip it, proper k!ll it on the woah
se ldn
boy scout, no he’s never been a saint
scream shout, not a devil, no, he ain’t
in and out, i ain’t with that delaying
there’s been doubt but you know that i been praying
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