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Whoop D Woo Lyrics
by Lil Chuckee

Hell, what they talking out shit she grabbed on my stick
and then she told me you the hard as out
DJ.. get my hand, make your ass walk it out,
cardiologist, I would take your fucking heart out,
my name just steady balling,
your girl is steady calling, you still talking shit
time to flush your ass and then toll it,
I came from the bottom now my black ass on top,
my homie, wish you change your ass call it bootie shots nasty,
yeah girl that got cake, but she ain’t get none of my cake
talking bout she want Louie Vuitton, you better put your shit on lil away
then walk up my stair case, and shake that ass in my face,
there’s all out in my sofas, until you get to second base,
hold up, bitch I’m fly, fresh than tie,
soon as I pull up I make them haters cry,
all your shit you’re sayin you’re gonna have a lace to,
got your glad clean in..nigga, that’s my whoop D-woo

[Hook:]
Yeah that’s my whoop D woo
better stop talking shit and come right on my whoop D woo
oh I heard you got a dealing, wish I got it 1-2
got your sister in my web, boy that’s my whoop D WOO
that whip right there the woo, the woo,
that chain right there my woo, the woo
I forgot her name, fuck it, I call that whoop D woo

Two bad chicks that’s 2 for 2
I ask I call her Loop the Loo
I hear it in my two door,
I call that the booties cool,
talk to my slick and my Lucie too
this thirty piece I know Lu the too
you ain’t really ballin that’s your homie my money bitch tell the truth,
I wa born to G you can ask ..
you ain’t have a clue, I’m lose..
she won’t rap in the first night,
mhm she get the due,
up up town with boobie boo,
callie oh, with toolie two,
talking bout you’re strapped up,
what the hell you mean we got toolies too
what the hell you mean when they move us too,
what the hell you mean we got bullets too,
and when you get the blocka blocka,
yeah you’re running like scooby doo,
hold up, bitch I’m fly, fly
fresh than tie, tie, soon as I cool up I make them haters cry,
all the shit you’re sayin you gonna have a lace too,
got your girl clean and tallest nigga that’s my whoop D woo

[Hook:]
Yeah that’s my whoop D woo
better stop talking shit and come right on my whoop D woo
oh I heard you got a dealing, wish I got it 1-2
got your girl cleaning dishes boy that’s my whoop D woo

AH, damn them boys I own them boys,
shoot the hell down I’m..the boy,
make em say he’s ABC’s, toon but them AK’s on them boys,
and I ain’t gonna never quit, baby birds I got chicks,
just got me a set of twins, and they relate with my dick
yeah they relate with my dick, yeah they relate with my dick,
and when they get to the finish line, they just lay right on my shit
ain’t nobody missing with my click,
and I ain’t quit I’m just too sick,
I ask her magician, ’cause it do a lot of tricks,
lyric gang over everything and I put that thing on everything
I’m married to the money, where the fuck is the marry drink,
oh yes we do this, them other niggas they losing,
’cause I’ma still speaking, and I don’t speak this milk is
hold up, bitch I’m fly.

Bitch, bitch I’m fly, fresher than tie, tie
soon as pull up, up I make them hater cry cry
all the shit you’re saying you’re gonna have a lace too,
that your girl wash your dishes swore that’s my whoop the woo

[Hook:]
Yeah that’s my whoop D woo, Yeah that’s my whoop D woo
better stop talking shit and come right on my whoop D woo
and I heard you got a dealing, wish I got it 1-2
got your sister in my web, boy that’s my whoop D WOO.

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