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YBN Nahmir - WooAM Lyrics
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(Breezy cookin' this shit)
(Oh, ho, ah)
(Come on and rock me, ooh, girl)

I want her and her friends to come and pull up to the mansion
Do that woowam and then we send them to the lobby
I ain't tryna be your new man, lil' bitch, you barely wavy
Plus I don't need no new friends, 'cause niggas snakes, they'll try to rob me
Shorty got them big bands, only nigga flashy in the party
Pull up, AMG Benz, still beat a nigga ass just like I'm Rocky
My bitch just got a new ass, I tell her slow it down, she told my ass
Take it fast and run up more cash
And live every day like it's your last, I shouldn't've

Hopped inside the streets because I'm stuck in it
I done spent a lot of racks on MACs like I'm a hitman
Most my team done left me in the dark, I bet I finish this
How you get embarrassed with your gun? Boy, you is not the man
F*cking on this bitch I think her ass fat from the candy yams
Bolo, could've bought me for some old shit that I been did
They know I be ridin' with the poles through all the enemies
Caught him at that light, blew off the roof, and now he six deep

I want her and her friends to come and pull up to the mansion
We can do that woowam and then we send them to the lobby
I ain't tryna be your new man, lil' bitch, you barely wavy
Plus I don't need no new friends, 'cause niggas snakes, they'll try to rob me
Shorty got them big bands, only nigga flashy in the party
Pull up, AMG Benz, still beat a nigga ass just like I'm Rocky
My bitch just got a new ass, I tell her slow it down, she told my ass
Take it fast and run up more cash
And live every day like it's your last,

Hopped inside the streets because I'm stuck in it
I done spent a lot of racks on MACs like I'm a hitman
Most my team done left me in the dark, I bet I finish this
How you get embarrassed with your gun? Boy, you is not the man
F*cking on this bitch I think her ass fat from the candy yams
Bolo, could've bought me for some old shit that I been did
They know I be ridin' with the poles through all the enemies
Caught him at that light, blew off the roof, and now he six deep

I want her and her friends to come and pull up to the mansion
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(Breezy cookin' this shit)
(Oh, ho, ah)
(Come on and rock me, ooh, girl)

I want her and her friends to come and pull up to the mansion
Do that woowam and then we send them to the lobby
I ain't tryna be your new man, lil' bitch, you barely wavy
Plus I don't need no new friends, 'cause niggas snakes, they'll try to rob me
Shorty got them big bands, only nigga flashy in the party
Pull up, AMG Benz, still beat a nigga ass just like I'm Rocky
My bitch just got a new ass, I tell her slow it down, she told my ass
Take it fast and run up more cash
And live every day like it's your last, I shouldn't've

Hopped inside the streets because I'm stuck in it
I done spent a lot of racks on MACs like I'm a hitman
Most my team done left me in the dark, I bet I finish this
How you get embarrassed with your gun? Boy, you is not the man
F*cking on this bitch I think her ass fat from the candy yams
Bolo, could've bought me for some old shit that I been did
They know I be ridin' with the poles through all the enemies
Caught him at that light, blew off the roof, and now he six deep

I want her and her friends to come and pull up to the mansion
We can do that woowam and then we send them to the lobby
I ain't tryna be your new man, lil' bitch, you barely wavy
Plus I don't need no new friends, 'cause niggas snakes, they'll try to rob me
Shorty got them big bands, only nigga flashy in the party
Pull up, AMG Benz, still beat a nigga ass just like I'm Rocky
My bitch just got a new ass, I tell her slow it down, she told my ass
Take it fast and run up more cash
And live every day like it's your last,

Hopped inside the streets because I'm stuck in it
I done spent a lot of racks on MACs like I'm a hitman
Most my team done left me in the dark, I bet I finish this
How you get embarrassed with your gun? Boy, you is not the man
F*cking on this bitch I think her ass fat from the candy yams
Bolo, could've bought me for some old shit that I been did
They know I be ridin' with the poles through all the enemies
Caught him at that light, blew off the roof, and now he six deep

I want her and her friends to come and pull up to the mansion
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Writer: Brandon Isaiah Streeter, Nicholas Simmons, Paul Lawrence Jones
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
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