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woop - go away (remix) lyrics

[verse 1: woop]
ok, they f-ck with twowoop
cause i live real life in this sh-t
and yes i hit sacks for the cheese
just like some mices and sh-t
all of my n-ggas too loyal
remember the t-tans and sh-t
and we don’t put on for these n-ggas
you will be just a stripe in this b-tch
all of my n-ggas bout checks
just like some stipends and sh-t
and i go off the top
ain’t no need to writin’ this sh-t
they say my b-tches be dyking
low key i be likin’ that sh-t (i love it)
cause i’m just gone d-ck down this b-tch
and then you gone wife the lil b-tch
when i’m fresh off of a sack
i put some ice on my wrist
and all of my n-ggas hot boys
so don’t bring no ice in this b-tch
i ain’t nothing like you
you quit that fightin and sh-t
i’ll come looking for you
with hunters and rifles and sh-t
with ashes on bibles and sh-t
with mags with the silence and sh-t
yeah you be talking that talk
but you ain’t bout that violence and sh-t, no
all of my n-ggas real n-ggas
so i fall back with my clique
cause every glock here gotta d-ck
cause every glock here gotta d-ck

[verse 2: takeoff]
n-ggas they f-ck with young takeoff
i’m in the kitchen cooking, let’s have a bakeoff
trappin narcotics illegally
the block is hot, so i’m checking my radar
momma told me that the haters started
ever since a n-gga was in kindergarten
i dreamed to get a porsche and valet park it
i know i’m a l!ck, talking walking target
let a n-gga think he see me slipping
i’ma hit the n-gga when he least expect it
heavenly father he watch over me with them angels
so i know i’m well protected
sneaking and geeking, i’m geeking for weekends
wake up in the morning and say my blessings
and i don’t drink actavis just to be cool
doctor prescription sipping, that’s my medicine
smoking on cookies from the bag, no pelican
ain’t talking bout money n-gga you irrelevant
they gone talk regardless i don’t give a f-ck
they love when you down but hate when you up

[hook: woop]
you a hustler, lil n-gga?
or a customer, lil n-gga?
you gonna f-ck with us lil n-gga?
get your muscle up lil n-gga
we be roughing up lil n-ggas
we be touching up lil n-ggas
we don’t f-ck with them lil n-ggas
cause they be hating like f-ck n-ggas
make all my haters go away (x4)
but it feel better when they hate

[verse 3: quavo]
feel better when they hate
make’em eat the cake like anna mae
on the block gotta make some change
or in the kitchen whipping earth quake
one zip of kush call it light weight
got a pound of that gas it’s a heavy weight
state to state drop the pack off
don’t give a f-ck what a hater n-gga got to say
i just might blast ya
my guns do magic like abracadabra
quavo the huncho, the king whatever you call me better say master
shout to my n-gga woop
he tellin’ you ’bout these f-ck n-ggas they fools
down in miami they shot up the sprinter
for nothin’ we bulletproof
i got a question “what you pressing for”
p-ssy n-gga get ya issue ho
pull up with the 100 rounds throwing
everybody screaming geronimo!

[verse 4: offset]
offset!
you thought that a n-gga wouldn’t make it
i know that you really want to switch places
grandma say talk to the lord and use prayer
walked on my patio seen all them acres
im a hustler n-gga my n-gga from the north
don’t f-ck with you n-ggas
hit em with the choppa and then uppercut a n-gga he talkin like he know me i don’t even know the n-gga
haters everywhere you go you rockin’ diamonds and the gold
dis one for my n-ggas with eggbeaters and the dope bowls
gas so loud get deaf like sosa
offset come through dabbin’ do the most
you n-ggas really never seen the bricks on the boat
sippin’ actavis up out a jones cream soda
just bought the lamborghini the trunk got the motor
talkin’ bout you bout it but you not even a soldier
n-ggas be acting like b-tches
don’t got the ambition to go and get benjis
walk around the whole city your pockets on empty you don’t got a dollar you gotta be kidding me!

- woop lyrics

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