Whooo - 4LYN

Yo, I park my ride on the left side

I’m feeling kind a-ight 'cause I know

That my stupid ass is gonna get drunk tonight

A quick view to the backyard

My boys are all there

So high 5's everywhere, a well known smell

From the inside so who got the endo

I wanna know 'cause my brain said so

So I followed the fog until the heart of the party

Chilli Palmer with a blunt and a glass of Bacardi

Yo, it’s all good but something is missing

I don’t know what it is and I have to go pissing

But there’s somebody knocking at the door

And right about now I’m looking at a girl that I never saw before

Right about now I start to stare

Oh, fuck it, my eyes are ready see her bare and Kane says

Ronnie Braz, what you’re gonna do?

I better go and relax and get myself another brew

Whooo, hey, yo, this chick is the bomb, y’all

Whooo

Whooo, hey, yo, this chick is the bomb

Whooo

Somebody tell me what her name is

Somebody tell me what the number of this dame is

Does she got a man or is she creeping on a solo tip

Yo, take a look at her hips, I try to lick my lips

But my tongue seems to weigh a ton

And I said to myself, you’ve got to talk to her Ron, yo

It’s easier said than done but I’m a do it

It’s a hard job I’m a go through it

So come on, baby, we gotta talk

It’s too noisy in here so let’s go outside for a walk

My homies smiled as we passed

And Kane said, «Did a nice job Mr. Braz»

We’re strictly headin' for my car

And thank the holy Lord that my way ain’t that far

'Cause Mr. Braz goes on a mission

And I will tell this girl what it’s like to go fishing

Ronnie and this chick on the way to knock boots

Two wicked minds on their way to get loose

One load of sperm is getting out of control

Rock 'n' roll

The bomb

The bomb

The bomb