Lyrics Deante’ Hitchcock – Woah!

Woah! Lyrics – Deante’ Hitchcock

Singer: Deante’ Hitchcock
Title: Woah!

Woah, woah, woah, woah (check)
Okay
Casamigos flowin’ through my blood stream
Pop it like a perc’, but she don’t really do the drug thing (yeah)

Will i do you dirty like a tub ring?
Or do i really like ya? it’s a all of the above thing (yeah)
Know that sh#t ain’t really fair, but i don’t really care
I’m with all the games, when i’m in town like the city fair (yeah)

Back home. baby mad but i don’t care about it
My ex broke my heart, i swear she ruined it for everybody
Okay, blowin’ up my text, sayin’ she ain’t pressed
Sin at times, but i know i’m blessed, can’t even stress

Vv’s in front, the s that’s on my chest
But i ain’t savin’ hoes unless i’m really savin’ hoes for later like who next?
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Her lil’ p#ss# like a bag of ice, i smashed it on the floor

Cut so good, i had to stab it twice, then i was out the door
Now she think she special, i’m like woah-woah-woah-woah
Okay, i might treat you good but that don’t mean sh#t
b#tch you know i’m poppin, i got options, my whole team lit

You supposed to chose, i might hit your line but that don’t mean sh#t
Baby what’s your purpose?
These hoes treat me like i’m perfect, what i’m supposed to do?
I might f#ck you good but that don’t mean sh#t

Hate when we be chillin’ and they get to catchin’ feelings
All emotional, even though it happen everytime
It still catch me by surprise, i be like woah-woah-woah-woah
Tae just pulled up with a coupe, he think he spencer james

When i leave the game, you know my jersey goin’ hall of fame (yeah)
Lotta women tryna put me on a ball and chain
I should f#ck with triplets, ’cause these b#tches really all the same (yeah)
Got a college girl, gon’ graduate from state in like a year

My lil’ bottle girl get nasty off the drink, she don’t do no beer
My lil’ black chick caught me flyin’ b#tches out, now i’m in the clear
My lil’ white girl say i’m toxic, so i call her britney spears
If she need some closure, i still got her open

I got no emotions, toxic dick, it get a coochie soakin’
Put the plays in motion like a quarterback, but i be coachin’
Love said i’d give her some mo’ of that but i was jokin’ (yeah)
I don’t think i’ll ever, ever fall in love

My name tae but call me klay like thompson, why? ’cause it’s a dub
Told her we can get it poppin’ like the sparklers in this club
But after that you know what’s up, you gotta go, go, go, go
Okay, i might treat you good but that don’t mean sh#t (uh-uh)

b#tch you know i’m poppin, i got options, my whole team lit
You supposed to chose, i might hit your line but that don’t mean sh#t
Baby what’s your purpose?
These hoes treat me like i’m perfect, what i’m supposed to do?

I might f#ck you good but that don’t mean sh#t (uh-uh)
Hate when we be chillin’ and they get to catchin’ feelings
All emotional, even though it happen everytime
It still catch me by surprise, i be like woah-woah-woah-woah

These b#tches be crazy
Swear that these hoes be crazy (yeah)
These b#tches be crazy
Boy, i swear these hoes be crazy

These b#tches be crazy
Boy, i swear that these hoes be crazy
These b#tches be crazy
Boy, i swear these hoes be crazy (yeah)
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