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Woki Talk Video (MV)




Performed By: SlowDream
Language: English
Length: 2:20
Written by: Shawn Bolkhovsky




SlowDream - Woki Talk Lyrics
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Bitch, she tryna rock on me, I'm only making poor decisions
Good girl ain't so good to me when riches stack, I know she different
Money it be long, but even longer are these bad prescriptions
Wiping off the contacts, all these toxic people clear my vision
Poison this and poison that, this shroom gon' make me switch dimensions
Toxic people always wanna yell at me like where my mention
Frankly, I don't know, it must've gotten caught up in my dentures
I be saying shit I really shouldn't, gotta switch the lingo
I been going crazy, money stackin' big, it look like Lizzo
Two days in the stu', make a hit, they call me Jeffy Bizzo
I don't mean to hurt you, had to let you know this for the bizo
Image ain't so clean, if they knew me, I would go to prizo
Let me switch my lingo, one more time, this time it's concrete
Boys be always talking, men we do it, this shit hard to learn
I got all this motion, moving crazy, white man, Larry Bird
Said she trynna rock with me, then why you talking so absurd
W-W-Why talking bout your ex again, guess it's hard to grow
Always talk my shit, got these bands, but no I'll never show
Money Green the one exception, had to flex up for the bros
Got me my own studio, I built it for me and the hoes
What the f*ck you talking about, your anthem ain't for none of the bros
You just talking shit right to the hoe that left you in the post
None these rappers competition to me, we all in the show
This shit ain't no hate, we all up driving down our separate roads
Put myself in overdrive, like all again I gotta go
Said she wanna go outside and snort up all the f*ckin snow
Love to reference my cocaine cause energy I carry show
Said she don't wan' rock with me cause white boys ain't got none to boast
Pull out a new rack, had to slap her with the silly blues
No, I didn't hit her, had to show a bitch what I could do
Now she sitting pretty, with a jacket shipped out from the goose
That shit made for cold so when I pop out she gon never brrr
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Bitch, she tryna rock on me, I'm only making poor decisions
Good girl ain't so good to me when riches stack, I know she different
Money it be long, but even longer are these bad prescriptions
Wiping off the contacts, all these toxic people clear my vision
Poison this and poison that, this shroom gon' make me switch dimensions
Toxic people always wanna yell at me like where my mention
Frankly, I don't know, it must've gotten caught up in my dentures
I be saying shit I really shouldn't, gotta switch the lingo
I been going crazy, money stackin' big, it look like Lizzo
Two days in the stu', make a hit, they call me Jeffy Bizzo
I don't mean to hurt you, had to let you know this for the bizo
Image ain't so clean, if they knew me, I would go to prizo
Let me switch my lingo, one more time, this time it's concrete
Boys be always talking, men we do it, this shit hard to learn
I got all this motion, moving crazy, white man, Larry Bird
Said she trynna rock with me, then why you talking so absurd
W-W-Why talking bout your ex again, guess it's hard to grow
Always talk my shit, got these bands, but no I'll never show
Money Green the one exception, had to flex up for the bros
Got me my own studio, I built it for me and the hoes
What the f*ck you talking about, your anthem ain't for none of the bros
You just talking shit right to the hoe that left you in the post
None these rappers competition to me, we all in the show
This shit ain't no hate, we all up driving down our separate roads
Put myself in overdrive, like all again I gotta go
Said she wanna go outside and snort up all the f*ckin snow
Love to reference my cocaine cause energy I carry show
Said she don't wan' rock with me cause white boys ain't got none to boast
Pull out a new rack, had to slap her with the silly blues
No, I didn't hit her, had to show a bitch what I could do
Now she sitting pretty, with a jacket shipped out from the goose
That shit made for cold so when I pop out she gon never brrr
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Writer: Shawn Bolkhovsky
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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