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Microfiend - Wooh Lyrics



Microfiend - Wooh Lyrics
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Wooh
Wooh
Wooh
Wooh
Wooh
Suck my f*cking dick nigga
Who the f*ck ain't f*cking with the clique nigga
Y'all ain't getting money cut the shit nigga
I be throwing money at ya bitch nigga
Suck my f*cking dick nigga
Im so high I looking like I'm Rich Chigga
Im so fly you looking like a trip nigga
Murder every beat I'm leaving prints nigga
Bitch she goin f*ck in the sprinter
Girl I ain't doing no dinners
Grinding the kush in the blender
Light up the blunt I'm a sinner
Hold down the block I'm a center
She wanna ride with a winner
Im in the cut like a splinter
I left the condom right in her
I can't be caught out here f*cking with brokies
She wanna cuff me in public but I gotta f*ck with it low-key
Do not compare it, me to ya nigga balenciaga to roshes
I do this shit for my people for real, this shit didn't come with a trophy
I put my team on my back like im Yoshi
All of you niggas be swearing you grinding but I put in work like its OT
Got a new bitch and I give her the business she throwing it back like she owe me
They thinking im jaded
I love it they hate it
3 cups and im faded like Kobe
Got a two tone then the coupe gone where the roof go we ain't lonely
Did that thang thang with this bad thing from the same lane she ain't know me
Boutta pop off with top off now the drop gone
U don't know me
Gotta big pack boutta smoke that bring that thing back u ain't workin
See the head perfect, but the mind is worthless
When the red dot on she aint nervous
When the red dot on its straight hearses
When the rod dot on I straight murk shit
Stroke game is better than cursive
Choke game is better than the warriors
Niggas still can't score with us
Competition's at the coroners
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English

Wooh
Wooh
Wooh
Wooh
Wooh
Suck my f*cking dick nigga
Who the f*ck ain't f*cking with the clique nigga
Y'all ain't getting money cut the shit nigga
I be throwing money at ya bitch nigga
Suck my f*cking dick nigga
Im so high I looking like I'm Rich Chigga
Im so fly you looking like a trip nigga
Murder every beat I'm leaving prints nigga
Bitch she goin f*ck in the sprinter
Girl I ain't doing no dinners
Grinding the kush in the blender
Light up the blunt I'm a sinner
Hold down the block I'm a center
She wanna ride with a winner
Im in the cut like a splinter
I left the condom right in her
I can't be caught out here f*cking with brokies
She wanna cuff me in public but I gotta f*ck with it low-key
Do not compare it, me to ya nigga balenciaga to roshes
I do this shit for my people for real, this shit didn't come with a trophy
I put my team on my back like im Yoshi
All of you niggas be swearing you grinding but I put in work like its OT
Got a new bitch and I give her the business she throwing it back like she owe me
They thinking im jaded
I love it they hate it
3 cups and im faded like Kobe
Got a two tone then the coupe gone where the roof go we ain't lonely
Did that thang thang with this bad thing from the same lane she ain't know me
Boutta pop off with top off now the drop gone
U don't know me
Gotta big pack boutta smoke that bring that thing back u ain't workin
See the head perfect, but the mind is worthless
When the red dot on she aint nervous
When the red dot on its straight hearses
When the rod dot on I straight murk shit
Stroke game is better than cursive
Choke game is better than the warriors
Niggas still can't score with us
Competition's at the coroners
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Jack Black, Jevan Rouzeau, Michael Peguero, Raysean Bembury
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Microfiend
Language: English
Length: 2:31
Written by: Jack Black, Jevan Rouzeau, Michael Peguero, Raysean Bembury

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