Cyhi Da Prynce Ft. Big Sean - Woopty Doo (Lyrics)
[Verse 1 - Cyhi]
It may seem I’m sitting on a fortune
But sometimes money is just so important
In my hood, I’m equivalent to Jordan
Dribbling on the court, but shawty out here recording
Tricking rather give it to an orphan
All you wanna do is hit the clique into a saw, eh?
Get her pregnant, then neglect it
Then you go an tell the chick “get an abortion”
Them types, CyHi is not endorsing
They sitting down to take a leak, I’m pissing on the porcelain..
I’m from the South, but my parents are New Yorkin’
Shouts out to Albany – I see you Uncle Norman!
Keep your family before friends
Cause God is the only one that come before them
You got a nephew? Well, go support him!
You got some nieces, make sure that you adore them
I miss mine, cause I’m always out here touring
Or with the strippers at the Hilton up on Cortland
One from Utah, the other one from Portland
We in Cali though, but I am from New Orleans
I can’t lie, I lust for things
Like an old-school black Old Cut supreme
Or an iced-out G shock and a custom ring
And a freak with an ass that sit above her jeans
But if not..
[Hook]
Woopty Doo!
Shawty say caked up.
Woopty Doo!
Just bought an Escalade truck
Woopty Doo!
Put some 26s on it
Woopty Doo!
She be looking pretty, don’t it?
Woopty Doo!
You hit the club and made it rain
Woopty Doo!
You spend like 50 on the chain
But every 365 bro, you get a little wiser
And realize all that stupid shit you bought was lame
Cause it dont mean shit, when you out there on your own
Cause it dont mean shit, when the Feds run in your home
Cause it dont mean shit, when you can’t take care of your kids
Cause it dont mean shit, I tell em:
Woopty Doo! Woopty Doo! Woopty Doo!
[Verse 2 - Big Sean]
Okay I’m rocking all gold
I feel like a Pharoah from b-b-b
Bullets is bigger than arrows
But in the middle of that peril
I’m still rocking new apparel
I just left the casino, I got money by the barrels
I feel like I’m Al Pacino
I’m counting Robert DiNero
If a bitch want more? Best believe me that I’m there
You can catch me in the middle of that field like a scarecrow
Only difference is that I’m never scared
I’m tired of the cloudy days
I’m wishing for the sun
You would’ve thought I was sterile
But I made it to the sky where angel asses erect us
Hollwood directors, Melrose dressers
Aston’s around us
Toss another rounder, but if I fail
Will they catch me before the ground does?
Who your real friends and friends by technicality?
They ask how your mama is or ask for a salary
[Hook - Big Sean]
Woopty Doo!
Homie say he caked up
Woopty Doo!
Just bought an Escalade truck
Woopty Doo!
You put some 26s on it
Woopty Doo!
Yo shit be looking pretty, don’t it?
Woopty Doo!
You hit the club and make it rain
Woopty Doo!
You spend like 50 on a chain
But every 365 bro, you get a little wiser
And realize all that stupid shit you bought was lame
Cause it dont mean shit, when you’re out here on your own
Cause it dont mean shit, when them Feds run in your home
Cause it dont mean shit, if you can’t take care of your kids
Cause it dont mean shit, Man, f-ck what ya did
I tell em:
Woopty Doo! Woopty Doo! Woopty Doo!
I tell em:
Woopty Doo! Woopty Doo! Woopty Doo!
[Verse 3 - Cyhi]
Patience is better than pride
So I’m riding factory without the leather inside
Half of y’all ain’t got a car to put leather inside
Plus, the smaller the rim, the better the ride!
Suckers talk, but I never reply
Don’t hate, cause I’ve never been a confederate guy
So when I die, I look God dead in the eye
He said I got a room for you and a bed in the sky
But y’all can’t get no capital cause your priorities f-cked up
Part of the minority cause majority of us
Die by the gun and let authorities cuff us
Everyday is like Glory to us, bruh
So keep it cool shawty, let’s see the tool shawty
Say they gangsta’s but they ain’t never made the news shawty
Call me St Lou’ cause I’m giving you the blues shawty
If you see me in the Lamb’, than you know that boo bought it
I was blessed to leave these streets
I took my furlough when I was 3 weeks deep
A lot of robbing if you not a goblin
I sold weed, but my partner rock a robbin like
“Twee lee lee”
I had the kush you wont admit you had the CGB
Yeah, so take it serious when you getting money
Ain’t shit funny, nigga, “hee hee hee!”
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