Woop Di Woop
Yea they looking at you
Walking 'round here
Talking all dat woop di woop
Send my gunners out and bang
And they like shoot
Man they ask me where you been
But I'm like who
Yea they talking bout you
Yea they looking at you
Why you wanna test me trick?
I've been said get off my clit
You should try and put on your thinking cap
Five fingers
Victory slap
Pimp so much
I could marry Berry yo
Halle if ya hear me yo
Cameo, whew
Fly ass Pammie with the face to match
Lil' booty thang with a base to catch
They leave me 'lone
They'd rather run with rats, ha
Hold your applause, hold your applause
I'm on my B-I, one time to The Carters
Take it all in, peep out the flaws
Close up ya mouth, I know you're in awe
You gotta dance, you gotta move
Know its a party don't step on my shoes
Nigga bag back I got the tools
Aw mane don't come at me rude
Talking all dat woop di woop
Send my gunners out and bang
They be like shoot
Man they ask me where you been
But I'm like who
Yea they talking bout you
Yea they looking at you
Walking 'round here
Talking all dat woop di woop
Send my gunners out and bang
They be like shoot
Man they ask me where you been
But I'm like who
Yea they talking bout you
Yea they looking at you
Back Back
If they wanna attack
Could give a damn bout yo hashtag
I been riding in Nissan jack
Drinking now we zig zag
Puffing now we sit back
Don't even try to attack
This is involving revolving
Know that I'm bringing it back
Hah
I need to stop on this track
I said gone now and run that thang back
Walking 'round here
Talking all dat woop di woop
Send my gunners out and bang
And they like shoot
Man they ask me where you been
But I'm like who
Yea they talking bout you
Yea they looking at you
Why you wanna test me trick?
I've been said get off my clit
You should try and put on your thinking cap
Five fingers
Victory slap
Pimp so much
I could marry Berry yo
Halle if ya hear me yo
Cameo, whew
Fly ass Pammie with the face to match
Lil' booty thang with a base to catch
They leave me 'lone
They'd rather run with rats, ha
Hold your applause, hold your applause
I'm on my B-I, one time to The Carters
Take it all in, peep out the flaws
Close up ya mouth, I know you're in awe
You gotta dance, you gotta move
Know its a party don't step on my shoes
Nigga bag back I got the tools
Aw mane don't come at me rude
Talking all dat woop di woop
Send my gunners out and bang
They be like shoot
Man they ask me where you been
But I'm like who
Yea they talking bout you
Yea they looking at you
Walking 'round here
Talking all dat woop di woop
Send my gunners out and bang
They be like shoot
Man they ask me where you been
But I'm like who
Yea they talking bout you
Yea they looking at you
Back Back
If they wanna attack
Could give a damn bout yo hashtag
I been riding in Nissan jack
Drinking now we zig zag
Puffing now we sit back
Don't even try to attack
This is involving revolving
Know that I'm bringing it back
Hah
I need to stop on this track
I said gone now and run that thang back
Credits
Writer(s): Pamela Burnett, Pamela Aunice
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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