مطالب مرتبط با برچسب : متن آهنگ Whoopty (Robert Cristian Remix)

Heavy on the SSO sh-t, man
Loyalty over royalty, y’all n—as know the vibes
Pxcoyo killed this beat, b—h
Whoopty, b—h, I’m outside, it’s a movie, huh (whoopty)
Blue cheese, I swear, I’m addicted to blue cheese
I gotta stick to this paper-like loose leaf
b—h, I’m ’bout my chicken like it’s a two-piece
You can have your b—h back, she a groupie

She just swallowed all my kids in the two-seat (skrrt)
Swagged out, for Milly we bringing them gats out
I still got some racks stuffed in the trap house
Off the ’42, I’m blowing her back out (blowing her back out)
I’m back on my bullsh-t, swing back with a full clip
They say I’m moving ruthless, and my shooters, they shooting
I don’t shake ’til thеy Ruth Chris (my shooters, my shooters, they shooting)
I get the breesh, then it’s adiós

If I’m with your treesh, thеn she’s giving throat
When I see police, then we getting low
That’s another piece, that’s another Zoe
Ice in the VV’s, now she’s down to get treeshy
I got all this water on me like FIJI
b—h, I’m posted up with Hats and the Sleezys
Smokin the zaza, it go straight to the māthā
Then I’m uppin the choppa

دانلود آهنگ CJ به نام Whoopty (Robert Cristian Remix)

I’m hittin the cha-cha, open his lata
Then he dancin bachata
Smokin the zaza, it go straight to the māthā
Then I’m uppin the choppa
I’m hittin the cha-cha, then I open his lata
Then he dancin bachata
Whoopty, b—h, I’m outside, it’s a movie, huh (whoopty)
Blue cheese, I swear, I’m addicted to blue cheese

I gotta stick to this paper-like loose leaf
b—h, I’m ’bout my chicken like it’s a two-piece
You can have your b—h back, she a groupie
She just swallowed all my kids in the two-seat (skrrt)
Swagged out, for Milly we bringing them gats out
I still got some racks stuffed in the trap house
Off the ’42, I’m blowing her back out (blowing her back out)
I’m back on my bullsh-t, swing back with a full clip

They say I’m moving ruthless, and my shooters, they shooting
I don’t shake ’til thеy Ruth Chris (shooters, they shooting)
Swagged out, for Milly we bringing them gats out
I still got some racks stuffed in the trap house
Off the ’42, I’m blowing her back out (blowing her back out)
I’m back on my bullsh-t, swing back with a full clip
They say I’m moving ruthless, and my shooters, they shooting
I won’t take her to Ruth’s Chris (and my shooters, they shootin’)

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