Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Woodlawn, artist - Aminé. Album song Limbo, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 03.12.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: CLBN
Song language: English
Woodlawn |
Mr. Yellowman got himself a lil' jam |
Made my fetty in Japan 'cause I do this shit for Marc (Woo) |
Playin' him my shit through the phone |
He tell me keep my foot up on they necks for the throne |
You ain’t really on 'til all your niggas on |
I tell him keep his head up and he set up when he home (True) |
Look, RIP Kobe (Woo) |
Nigga, RIP Kobe (Yeah) |
You was like a dad to a nigga, so I’m sad, my nigga |
Had to get you tatted on me (True) |
I keep the niggas that I trust by my side (True) |
'Cause everybody want a piece of the pie (Yee) |
There’s a Buffie the Body in every city |
And sloppy toppy the hobby, so baby, get in the ride (True) |
Bitch, you bad as fuck (Yeah), swipe the Visa (True, wait, wait) |
Just watch what you spend 'cause my mama need rent |
And my neck gotta look like a freezer (Pew, pew) |
I keep some Prada on my ass (Yeah) |
I put Chanel on the bag (You're welcome) |
Shawty wanna sit on my face like a new chair |
I ain’t gon' show up 'til you pay up and it’s all there (Uh-huh) |
Came a long way from that Woodlawn Park |
Now, young Aminé pushin' push to start |
Mr. Yellowman got himself a lil' jam |
Made my fetty in Japan 'cause I do this shit for Marc |
Playin' him my shit through the phone |
He tell me keep my foot up on they necks for the throne |
You ain’t really on 'til all your niggas on |
I tell him keep his head up and he set up when he home (Ah) |
Back out (Woo, ah), I’m finna blow her back out (Ah, ayy) |
I’m sippin' on a Moscow (Ah), yellow suit like The Mask now |
«Sexy» my nickname (Yeah), you’ll bump this for six days (Straight) |
This shit is so hard that’ll make a hatin' nigga do the muhfuckin' thizz face |
(Yeah, yeah) |
Fly-ass nigga handsome (Yee), tantrum (Yee) |
G got a Lil Tecca, it’s a ransom (Yee) |
Don’t play dumb, muhfucka, this the anthem (Yeah) |
I’m the lead, lil' nigga, you the stand-in |
Okay, big money, big cash |
Portland in this muhfucka, nigga, dig that (True) |
I’m in this bitch, singin' nothings to a bitch who mean nothin' |
But I got a big heart with them big racks (Pew, pew) |
Came a long way from that Woodlawn Park (Yee) |
Now, young Aminé pushin' push to start |
Mr. Yellowman got himself a lil' jam |
Made my fetty in Japan 'cause I do this shit for Marc |
Playin' him my shit through the phone |
He tell me keep my foot up on they necks for the throne |
You ain’t really on 'til all your niggas on |
I tell him keep his head up and he set up when he home (Yeah) |
Came a long way, came a long way, I done |
Came a long way, came a long way, came a long way, I done |
Came a long way (Yeah, yeah), came a long way (Yeah), ah |
Came a long way, I done came a long way, yeah |