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woah - brezden lyrics

[intro]
yeah ([?])
woah
yeah
woah, yeah
woah, yeah
woah, woah, woah

[chorus]
i just made yo’ b*tch say (woah)
big ass glock, you don’t want no (smoke)
shawty wanna f*ck ’cause she say i’m (dope)
she eat it up whole, i’m in her (throat)
f*ck her all night, she givin’ me dome
she like my songs, say it’s turnin’ her on
smakin’ that ass, tell her turn it around
blowin’ on gas, [it get gone?] by the pound

[verse 1]
twenty*five ‘woods in one night
godd*mn, i can’t move my body
everything that i touch exotic
33, i clutch that scottie
oh they p*ssed off, they can go to the potty
they be sayin’ i’m sick, i should go to the doctor
we at your head like a motherf*ckin’ chokra
bad b*tch, she can get blocked like ibaka
nah, b*tch, you ain’t special at all
to keep it one hundred, you regular*schmegular
i got a shooter with dress like the predator
i got yo’ b*tch sendin’ texts on my cellular
they sayin’ i’m different, i feel so irregular
league of my own, don’t got no competitor
i’m super high in the sky like a nebula
i’m makin’ flics with yo’ b*tch, need a editor
[chorus]
i just made yo’ b*tch say (woah)
big ass glock, you don’t want no (smoke)
shawty wanna f*ck ’cause she say i’m (dope)
she eat it up whole, i’m in her (throat)
f*ck her all night, she givin’ me dome
she like my songs, say it’s turnin’ her on
smakin’ that ass, tell her turn it around
we got that gas, he get gone by the pound

[verse 2]
nah, i ain’t take it like [ola?], but when i see shawty, i’m runnin’ straight to her
i put that sh*t on everyday, nah, i ain’t talkin’ manure
[?], dress code, medusa, f*ck twelve, can’t f*ck with the troopers
i’ve been ballin’ but a hooper
i got a glock*19, amari cooper
slow it down, switch it up
b*tch shut up, we don’t give no f*cks
[say?] she in love, i’m f*ckin’ her up
in love with the drugs, i doubled the cup
i got a stick, i don’t play wit’ a pup
you sippin’ on green like you play with for the bucks
i told that lil’ b*tch she a lame, she a [duck/dub]
you just not one of them, you not hangin’ wit’ us
do not p.u.b., [?], b*tch
we got them bows, we ain’t in the clinch
smokin’ on stank, this sh*t got a stench
i’m puttin’ them numbers, you sit on the bench
you play wit’ me, i’ma shoot, i don’t pinch
run up on me, i’ma shoot, i won’t flinch
ain’t talkin’ money, ain’t makin’ no cents
sippin’ on purple rain, ain’t talkin’ prince
[chorus]
i just made yo’ b*tch say (woah)
big ass glock, you don’t want no (smoke)
shawty wanna f*ck ’cause she say i’m (dope)
she eat it up whole, i’m in her (throat)
f*ck her all night, she givin’ me dome
she like my songs, say it’s turnin’ her on
smakin’ that ass, tell her turn it around
we got that gas, [?] get gone by the pound

[post*chorus]
f*cked yo’ b*tch, she said, “woah,” woah, woah, woah, woah
know you mad, but that sh*t’s how it go, go, go, oh
play wit’ me, i might up that stone, stone, st*, oh, oh
she a freak, playin’ wit’ her no*o*o*ose
([?])

- brezden lyrics

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