Woah - Shy Glizzy, Brodinski

Woah

Woah

Woah, woah, woah

You’re nothing, hoe

Woah, woah, woah

Woah, woah, woah

(Wa wa, woah)

Glizzy got it for the low, low, low

(Low low)

I’m just thugging

I’m just fucking with woah, woah, woahs

(My woahs)

We be fucking hoes and running from the po, po, pos

Woah

Woah, woah, woah

(Woah)

Woah, woah, woah

(Woah, woah, woah)

Woah, woah, woah

(Woah)

Woah, woah, woah

(Woah, woah, woah)

Let me know

Woah, woah, woah

(Woah)

Woah, woah, woah

(Woah, woah, woah)

I got paper, now it’s time to make some more, more, more

Woah

Self paid, self-made

Since that 9th grade

Might cop a bitct, stupid chain

Like that ice age

Go and ask my mama

I was very hard to raise

Tattoos on my face

Thank God that crime pays

My bomber full of bands

Rollie got a stance

Jefe, I’m the man

I got shooters out in France

This wasn’t the plan

I put that shit on all my

A nigga play with GG

We come shooting at his fam

That’s your broad or your doe

You know the youngest is in charge

Count out 50 large

While I’m getting a massage

Bitch, we is the mob

Go to hell or you go hard

I got that something hard

I can throw your a

Woah, woah, woah

Woah, woah, woah

(Wa wa, woah)

Glizzy got it for the low, low, low

(Low low)

I’m just thugging

I’m just fucking with woah, woah, woahs

(My woahs)

We be fucking hoes and running from the po, po, pos

Woah

Woah, woah, woah

(Woah)

Woah, woah, woah

(Woah, woah, woah)

Woah, woah, woah

(Woah)

Woah, woah, woah

(Woah, woah, woah)

Let me know

Woah, woah, woah

(Woah)

Woah, woah, woah

(Woah, woah, woah)

I got paper, now it’s time to make some more, more, more

Woah

I got on Adidas

And of course I keep my

Boy, I am a streeter

You’re a family guy, like Peter

My bitch, she is a diva

Better beat it when I need her

I’m running to the money

Going faster than a cheetah

Glizzy Gang the mob

(GG)

My watch glow in the dark

(Bling, Bling)

I come through, and them bitches say:

I roll like bad cop

This shit in my heart

These pussies just acting hard

If you play with the Don

I beat your ass right to my shot

Boy, that scared me

Calling on these niggas

Like I’m Kelley

Dirty

I don’t go nowhere without my .30

Money just get dirty

Bitch, I fuck your dirty

Don’t plan on getting burny

Woah, woah, woah

Woah, woah, woah

(Wa wa, woah)

Glizzy got it for the low, low, low

(Low low)

I’m just thugging

I’m just fucking with woah, woah, woahs

(My woahs)

We be fucking hoes and running from the po, po, pos

Woah

Woah, woah, woah

(Woah)

Woah, woah, woah

(Woah, woah, woah)

Woah, woah, woah

(Woah)

Woah, woah, woah

(Woah, woah, woah)

Let me know

Woah, woah, woah

(Woah)

Woah, woah, woah

(Woah, woah, woah)

I got paper, now it’s time to make some more, more, more

Woah

Woah

Woah

Woah

Woah

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