draft day - whassup whoadie lyrics
[intro: a sample from the 2000 nba draft]
with the third pick in the 2000 nba draft, the los angeles clippers select darius miles of east saint louis high school
[chorus]
i feel like d. miles on draft day
i f-ck that b-tch and give her back pain
i feel like dame d.o.l.l.a., never gave a dame a dolla’
huh, yeah, i do it that way
i feel like d. miles on draft day
i f-ck that b-tch and give her back pain
i feel like dame d.o.l.l.a., never gave a dame a dolla’
huh, yeah, i do it that way
[verse 1]
yeah, i do it that way
yeah, i do it fast-paced
never visit last place (switch it up)
o-o-okay, i’m whoadie from saint louis
get blue hundreds my to-do list
get you wonderin’ how i do this
i’m on one; now, i’m on two, b-tch
draft day; three-piece suited
it’s summer so my team is making moves, b-tch
oh, you look so foolish
oh, i’m just so ruthless
oh, you just so useless
hit my head like q. rich
that’s the cele’
i’m right here on my cell-y, smokin’ sh-t that ain’t so healthy
i’m right here makin’ plays
now the money can’t escape
that sh-t don’t buy happy, but it bought a few estates
[chorus]
i feel like d. miles on draft day
i f-ck that b-tch and give her back pain
i feel like dame d.o.l.l.a., never gave a dame a dolla’
huh, yeah, i do it that way
i feel like d. miles on draft day
i f-ck that b-tch and give her back pain
i feel like dame d.o.l.l.a., never gave a dame a dolla’
huh, yeah, i do it that way
[verse 2]
my life a movie and yours low-budget
bimmer trucks and bottle service
yeah, i f-ckin’ love it
ah, yeah, she look so captivated
ah, yeah, i don’t f-ck with conversation
please don’t break my concentration
please don’t step on these here laces
they just called whoadie’s name and now i f-ckin’ made it
oh, i think they like me
i should’ve signed with nike
how can you relate to me when we see what you driving?
i get more money than him, baby
i ain’t so impressed; that’s why they hate me
you got signed for a designer belt
we bought the store, we signed ourselves
a.t. cook it like a chef
whoadie got stripes like a ref
[chorus]
i feel like d. miles on draft day
i f-ck that b-tch and give her back pain
i feel like dame d.o.l.l.a., never gave a dame a dolla’
huh, yeah, i do it that way
i feel like d. miles on draft day
i f-ck that b-tch and give her back pain
i feel like dame d.o.l.l.a., never gave a dame a dolla’
huh, yeah, i do it that way
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