los - whoopin ass lyrics
man i got dumb hoes, stupid bands
the guts red but the coupe is tan
if a sl-t wit it, ima scoop her d-mn
and have her “draggin b-lls”(dragon b-lls) no super saiyan
make her p-ssy whistle like a flute was playin
at my “crib tonight”(kryptonite) no superman
get it kryptonite, superman im in a new sedan
and b-mpin luther van(vandross)
i make her grip, break a cheque
make your b-tch break her neck
handle you n-gg-s that wont even break a sweat (woop)
hit your breaks, slow it down, your sh-t was fake
lil n-gg-, big mistake, im the sh-t whats the big debate
my n-gg-s in the kitchen got sh-t to bake
b-tch im nuts like christmas cake
i said cut ur single and drop it
everything bout to slow up
got krispy kreme in my pocket
in other words my donuts
she go nuts when im in her thang
no luck wit chu minute man
my city told me go kill you n-gg-s
so i told the coach to put me in the game
i say i ball i swag i grind i floss
i cop these cars pop tags i shine take off
okay i took a loss, not again
drop my top to get oxygen
from the bottom got to win
i told em what a happen if they box me in
and then im whoopin -ss whoopin -ss
whoopin -ss, im whoopin -ss
whoopin -ss whoopin -ss
whoopin -ss, im whoopin -ss
i cop the drop, drop the top
switch the lane, hit the gas
hit the door, flip the cash
n-gg-s know im whoopin -ss
okay runway fashion dolce
white girl give me windpipe
b-tch might think im o.j
ro-ro-rozay
call it rolex, hoes say
let me see that rockband like i got tickets to coldpay
wait(wait), oh god,
all my diamonds go off,
if i start fist pumpin it look like im throwin snowb-lls
i like short skirts , no panty plz
i make the p-ssy overheat she need antifreeze
i fan it off then light it up again
and make a pit stop and tighten up her friend
i said i break a b-tch back make her bring the b-tch back
when she think of this d-ck she gon bring up this track
im a king in the matt(mattress) do my thing while you slack
on your pimpin you slippin i bring the attack
woo
hit your breaks slow down your sh-t was fake
lil n-gg- big mistake im the sh-t whats the big debate
i say i ball i swag i grind i floss
i cop these cars pop tags i shine take off
okay i took a loss, not again
drop my top to get oxygen
from the bottom got to win
i told em what a happen if they box me in
and then im whoopin -ss whoopin -ss
whoopin -ss, im whoopin -ss
whoopin -ss whoopin -ss
whoopin -ss, im whoopin -ss
i cop the drop, drop the top
switch the lane, hit the gas
hit the door, flip the cash
n-gg-s know im whoopin -ss
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