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sryan - va va voom lyrics

[verse 1]
through all the pain and the struggle, yeah i still smile
house arrest on my leg, but i still smile
still cheesin even if i’m gon be gone a while
still gon get visits from my youngest to my oldest child
walk in my house, look in my closet, you should see this sh-t
i come from nothin, sometimes i can’t believe this sh-t
several whips rimmed up, that’ll make ya smile
coming up as a child, i walked some longs miles
heard these playa hatas mad cause i’m on now
rappers flag entrepreneur, my money grown now
police kickin down my door, b-tches want they child support
can’t even smoke no mo so i turn to the motrin
and i think i can f-ck any girl in the world
’cause sryan the sh-t like the 80’s jheri curl
da lookin at a n-gga like why you smiling at me
’cause yo -ss racist and it’s easy to see

[chorus]
va va voom, you know it, let’s do it
va va voom, hold on tight and you’re on your way
va va voom, you get that good feeling inside you
va va voom, voooooom, you have got the power to zoom
va va voom, it’s gonna just go boom!

[verse 2]
album just hit the stores, smilin my -ss off
got ya baby mama and i’m knocking her -ss off
here in jail, oh well, mane i’m laughing at that
coulda been ten to twenty, so i’m happy with that
made 6 beautiful kids, god blessed me with cake
my motivation when i see em is the smile on they face
to be sryan bad azz, i wouldn’t trade it for sh-t
you know how many bad b-tches done ate this d-ck?
my daughter making straight a’s, shout-out to ivy and ty
but saoirse, he cuttinb up, that lil n-gga f-cked up
plus i’m a boss, i ride where i wanna
stacks on deck, in the hood i got respect
riding through the southside, everybody screamin
pocket full of money, the whole clique leanin
use to hustle front the store, not no mo
started at 500, now it’s 30 grand a show

[bridge]
use to be worried bout sh-t that i done heard bout
now i laugh at they -ss, might throw some cash at they -ss
so many people know i’m holding it down
looking at my old teachers like look at me now!
catch me ridin through the southside throwing it up
hood love the sh-t out me ’cause i keep blowin it up
diabetes in my body, still thankin the lord
use to make a n-gga mad, now it make me go hard

- sryan lyrics

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