lirik lagu zelooperz & zack fox - woa!
[intro: zack fox]
connie, are you f~cking kidding me?
woa, woa
woa, woa
woa, woa
woa, woa
(hot boy)
[verse: zelooperz & zack fox]
dirty mouth b~tch, eat a pound of soda
tryna’ hide the pack from him, but you found the coke
kick you out, b~tt naked, but you found a coat
n~gga tryna’ hang with me, better find the rope
i’m a young n~gga, just tryna’ float
rap don’t work, i’ma find the four
zaza clouds with a keke palmer
f~150 look like a boat
cuddlin’ with a fat b~tch, i’m kinda’ cold
did what i had to when i was broke
b~tch cheatin’ on me ’bout to find the code
your b~tch suck d~ck with a common cold
strapped in this b~tch, everybody know
.45 [?] domino
ain’t sh~t written out, time gon’ tell
bend around the corner, but money won’t fold
queen latifah, get the f~ck on the floor
run down on me like “geronimo”
b~tch up the snow like abominable
nasty ass hoe l!ck the cum off the floor
slap her in the face with a pile of mold
hot boy, hot boy, i’m on a roll
twinkle and glisten, these n~ggas get startled
td jakes, lil’ b~tch, i need swallow
pocket verde, avocado
pocket whiteface, vitiligo
tell a b~tch [?]
make a b~tch sell p~ssy at the dollar store
brand new mercedes same color as moscato
hop in that b~tch and i’m pushin’ the throttle
why in the f~ck would i trick on a model?
i ain’t had money, still f~cked on a model
she wanna get drunk, put water in a bottle
listerine kid, make a b~tch go gargle
play with the fam, get hit with a hollow
b~tch hid the head and made me wobble
she wanna come rub on the wood like apollo
arp make a n~gga do tae bo
bands in my pocket, i can’t walk, i hobble
i can read my bank account like a novel
b~tch can’t read me, this sh~t morse code
i’ll eat a pan b~tch, say “ありがとう”
this b~tch sick, i think she got parvo
this b~tch treat me like johnny bravo
this whip start, one b~tton like a vato
walk in this b~tch, do my dance like alonso
she like my jockin’, i came from atlanta
badass b~tch, but she drive an elantra
made this cake off the dolce~gabbana
hot ass hoe, so hot as savanna
make that b~tch my designated driver
b~tch think she burberry drivin’ a prowler
in love with the money, the money my powder
she throwing mixed signals, i think she a router
i’m pushin’ the bronco, i’m blowin’ on sour
suckin’ my d~ck to the winans, wowzers
[outro: zack fox]
woa, woa
woa, woa
woa, woa
woa, woa
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