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quelly woo - clutch lyrics

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[intro]
([?] beats)
(ice digger)
(pour four [?], four, ‘our)
yeah

[chorus]
pour a four in a double cup
send shots at his feet
make that boy do double dutch
the ooter wit’ me, too clutch, too clutch
my pieces magic
i’ma raise it like i’m russ
in this ten i trust
send shots, you out of luck, out of luck

[verse]
yeah, you could get turned to dust
knockers on me fully loaded
i got the touch, golden
make the 30 sing (sing), sing
like troy bolton
we could go to war, roman
just tp, that’s the slogan
we goin’ up, elevator
call up duppy, mr. orchestrator, like
f+ck the haters
been in the field, we get too much paper, likе
f+ck a favor
cuzzy shoot like he play for the blazеrs, like
tp, darth vader
this tan my lightsaber, huh
i don’t talk much like chewbacca
i call the ooter to pop it
and we go ghost, inuyasha
lion hearted like mufasa
make this 30 sing like lady gaga, yeah
sippin’ purple, like that n+gga from wakanda, yeah
i don’t talk much like ferb
sleepy my brother like phineas
the politickin’, we ain’t into it
bend blocks, make a movie like insidious, yeah
i get her wet, i think she amphibious
and my ooter up it with brilliance
down bad, get back, resilience
823, yeah
that’s you, that’s me, huh
that’s us, that’s we
i’ma up it if you f+ck with my team
call a ooter and he up it with ease (yeah)
up it with ease
got the knockings in the amg
c6 and i flee
we gettin’ rich and famous
so i know the paparazzi watchin’ (yeah)
i know these hatin’ n+ggas plottin’
that’s why i keep a knocking
my suvys armed and dangerous
catch a hoover n+gga, pop him
the only hoover i jack is the dam
do the dash in the lamb’
[chorus]
pour a four in a double cup
send shots at his feet
make that boy do double dutch
the ooter wit’ me, too clutch, too clutch
my pieces magic
i’ma raise it like i’m russ
in this tan i trust
send shots, you out of luck
pour a four in a double cup
send shots at his feet
make that boy do double dutch
the ooter wit’ me, too clutch, too clutch
my pieces magic
i’ma raise it like i’m russ
in this tan i trust
send shots, you out of luck, out of luck



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