CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Woosaahhh
Slayworld Soldier
Aye, aye Pete, come look
I'm in that muhf**kin' [?] right now
Wait 'till I floor this sh*t (Yeah)
It's like 4 in the morning, I'm 'finna
Finna give y'all another classic, that's what I do
Look
It say SRT on the seats in the Dodge
Never had to kick a door, my big brother doin' fraud
I got hoes on top of hoes, can't be lovin' on these broads
If it’s smoke, we get it clappin' in this b*t*h like an applause
Big deposit in the bank, I can’t fit it in my pants
Shawty ass so fat, she barely fit it in the Benz
She was losing, pickin', choosing, barely fit her in my plans
Had to buss her, cut her, keep a 'cutta, 'cause these n***as fans
Either rollin' off a X pill, or noddin' off the drank
I just poured a 'lil 8 in a big deuce tray
I get higher than a jet
Ew, b*t*h, get out my face
And these bands, they keep thumbing
Say ya gettin' money, but ya ain’t (Ya ain't, ya ain't)
We off them drugs, like woosah
Chillin' out, like woosah
My b*t*h made out in Cuba
This Glock came wit' a ruler, oh
These n***as lost they damn mind, these n***as lost they damn mind
Gotta balance my low so I get damn high, ain’t nothing money can’t buy
Melt a n***a like some damn iron
I could hit the [?]
I get high, baby, get very high
That's yo b*t*h, gon' f**k her anytime
Pop that pill, I go bye
Wit' these racks, you could never go wrong
Yeah, I'm on them drugs like woosah, yeah, I'm on them drugs like woosah (Woosah)
Molly water and like two blunts, Molly water and like two blunts
Talkin' bout smokin' on gas, talkin' bout sippin' on lean
I'm in this car goin' fast, I cannot see a thing
I'm in the club wit' them [?], and he poppin' that Benz off
Yeah, I can f**k yo 'lil face off, but I can't be yo friend though
All my racks, they so long
My big brother, he do fraud
We off them drugs, just like woosah, just like woosah
Aye, aye Pete, come look
I'm in that muhf**kin' [?] right now
Wait 'till I floor this sh*t (Yeah)
It's like 4 in the morning, I'm 'finna
Finna give y'all another classic, that's what I do
Look
It say SRT on the seats in the Dodge
Never had to kick a door, my big brother doin' fraud
I got hoes on top of hoes, can't be lovin' on these broads
If it’s smoke, we get it clappin' in this b*t*h like an applause
Big deposit in the bank, I can’t fit it in my pants
Shawty ass so fat, she barely fit it in the Benz
She was losing, pickin', choosing, barely fit her in my plans
Had to buss her, cut her, keep a 'cutta, 'cause these n***as fans
Either rollin' off a X pill, or noddin' off the drank
I just poured a 'lil 8 in a big deuce tray
I get higher than a jet
Ew, b*t*h, get out my face
And these bands, they keep thumbing
Say ya gettin' money, but ya ain’t (Ya ain't, ya ain't)
We off them drugs, like woosah
Chillin' out, like woosah
My b*t*h made out in Cuba
This Glock came wit' a ruler, oh
These n***as lost they damn mind, these n***as lost they damn mind
Gotta balance my low so I get damn high, ain’t nothing money can’t buy
Melt a n***a like some damn iron
I could hit the [?]
I get high, baby, get very high
That's yo b*t*h, gon' f**k her anytime
Pop that pill, I go bye
Wit' these racks, you could never go wrong
Yeah, I'm on them drugs like woosah, yeah, I'm on them drugs like woosah (Woosah)
Molly water and like two blunts, Molly water and like two blunts
Talkin' bout smokin' on gas, talkin' bout sippin' on lean
I'm in this car goin' fast, I cannot see a thing
I'm in the club wit' them [?], and he poppin' that Benz off
Yeah, I can f**k yo 'lil face off, but I can't be yo friend though
All my racks, they so long
My big brother, he do fraud
We off them drugs, just like woosah, just like woosah
