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j1hunnit - whoopty whoo lyrics

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[intro]
(god bless the scammers)
(dodbh)
huh?
1hunnit
cdt 4l, n_gga, dog sh_t, p_ssy, smb

[verse]
big_body long_sleeve how i play it for the winter
hoppin’ out the benz sprinter, up dog sh_t on you lil’ n_ggas (dog sh_t)
what you know about that servin’ sh_t, lil’ rookie_ass n_gga?
you ain’t ever had a ten, you lil’ p_ssy_ass n_gga
i had to blow the whoopty_whoo, show ’em what that blitz about (show ’em)
n_ggas start actin’ like hoes, find out they d_ck in your b_tch mouth
told her she can chill with him, but steal some mail back from his house
i’m ridin’ hostile with the glock, lookin’ for boy like, “point him out”
brought the birdmans to the hood, then i start f_ckin’ up the ‘jects
all my chains look like lil wayne’s back in 2000, peep the neck (bling)
went to hutch and spent a check, they made thе ochre face like shrеk
chrome heart hangin’ off my ass, i’m losin’ all granny respect (sorry, granny)
she said, “you gon’ go to h_ll,” i dare the devil, ben affleck (i dare him)
i got on somethin’ that i can’t spell, but i just like what’s on the back (can’t spell it)
i just poured three sixes up like project pat, my pop is black (okay)
drive the maybach like rick ross, them n_ggas thought 2pac was back, n_gga
huh? (get your motherf_cking money up)
you heard that, n_gga? that’s the money counter
get your motherf_cking money up
bad b_tches, i scratch ’em off like djs by the ones and twos
i hand_in_hand like auntie, what you need? you come for one or two? (one or two?)
i think he sweet, he one and two, we up the bl!ck and bang his fruit (grrah)
squidward tentacles, right out thin air, hop out and blow a flute
lil’ dweeb_ass, perpin’ fluke
i’m gettin’ head, throwin’ my hood up, tryna make her puke
we all out here havin’ things, just pick one out the group (we havin’ things for real)
i know the opps think this drac’ sound better on mute
unky got some ice spice orange b_lls, he hoop (let’s go)
and i be with dsm how i send my troops (dog sh_t)
fully ak made of wood, this the grown_man group (this the fully)
i’m finna meet up with the plug in a grown_man suit
like come on, bring out the whoopty_whoo
drive that foreign like a sp_ce cadet, hang out the window chuckin’ set
my b_tch so f_ckin’ bougie, only diamonds make her p_ssy wet (so motherf_ckin’ bougie)
put them country boys on ice cubes, i’ma cap like they ain’t made it yet
dog food in the kitchen, throw the spoon, unc’ get to playin’ fetch
a hundred pounds sittin’ on your counter feel better than make_up s_x
i hate when n_ggas get to talkin’, feelin’ mighty, sendin’ empty threats
my b_tch won’t even talk, you ain’t got a hundred, we can make the bet (won’t even talk to you dweeb_ass n_ggas)
i do bogos just for promo, you buy one, i’ma throw in the rest
huh? n_gga, say it with your chest
we head tappin’ for sure, you think you 50 cent, man, lose the vest
pockets stuffed so motherf_ckin’ sloppy, walked in, made a mess
sent the b_tch to timbuktu with nothin’ stuffed, like, ho, this just a test
and you know i wear my sunday best (sunday best every day)
i walked in lookin’ like a sh_g rug, this a marni vest
i’m in the lab with dog sh_t, 1hunnit johnny test
fresh out the shower laced with baccarat, this ain’t caress
batman coupe, i’m comin’ adam west
[outro]
whoopty_whoo
whoopty_whoo
whoopty_whoo

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