Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Whoop, artist - Lil Debbie. Album song Debbie, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 14.07.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Lil Debbie
Song language: English
Whoop |
Add up my check like the fuck I’ma cop? |
Post on your block with the whoop like the cops |
Run up the true and I light up your block |
Pump down your strip with the whoop like the cops |
(Whoop-whoop-whoop) |
I hit the strip with that whoop, ice on my wrist, it go whoop |
Clothes like whoop, whoop, I got that |
I hit the strip with that whoop, ice on my wrist, it go whoop |
Clothes like whoop, post on your strip with that whoop |
Whoop like the cops |
Bitch, I’m a boss, bitch, I’m a boss |
You are not close to my level, don’t ask what it costs |
That’s why I floss |
Show these new bitches I stay on my business |
I cop that new coupe |
Doin' and 100, oh yeah, bitch, I gun it |
The cops be like whoop-whoop-whoop |
Uh, I woke up feelin' like a million dollars |
Yeah, I need that |
Just like bitches, blunts, and double cups |
Hoe, fuck your feedback |
Only bossy bitches in my circle, you know how we roll |
Bitches throw a shade around my way gon' make me react |
If I said it, I live it |
If I want it, I get it |
If I roll it, I lit it |
When you hit it, it’s different |
You dig it? |
I’ma go big like everyday |
So get the fuck up out my way, hoe |
Killin' these hoes like every way |
From the bay down to L.A., hoe |
We at it |
Add up my check like the fuck I’ma cop? |
Post on your block with the whoop like the cops |
Run up the true and I light up your block |
Pump down your strip with the whoop like the cops |
(Whoop-whoop-whoop) |
I hit the strip with that whoop, ice on my wrist, it go whoop |
Clothes like whoop, whoop, I got that |
I hit the strip with that whoop, ice on my wrist, it go whoop |
Clothes like whoop, post on your strip with that whoop |
Whoop like the cops |
Showin' up with a bitch like whoop |
Tree rolled up like whoop |
Ass in the face like whoop |
Bitch fold up like whoop |
My shit back so it stays on loop |
Flows on tap and the haze on you |
I don’t need beep cause the bitch too cute |
But the team stay down, talk shit they shoot, shit |
Fuck around and get hurt |
Turn this up and get murk’d |
Ride around with that work |
100 grand in my purse |
Been digged dirt but a bitch cleaned up |
Cup full of Sprite and that shit leaned up |
Got a little buzz and you think y’all on |
But you better reconsider when your team sees us, trust |
Someone better tell 'em 'fore I have to go and show 'em |
Who the baddest in this bitch? |
Yeah I’m the highest on the totem |
I done smoked about a zone, I guess it’s safe to say I’m zonin' |
Got my head up in the clouds and we ain’t landin' till the mornin', shit |
I’m so far gone, I’m laughin' hoes |
So far ahead of these rappin' hoes |
Internet trolls, no action hoes |
I’ma go big bout every day |
So give a fuck bout what you say, hoe |
Shittin' on hoes like every way, run the Bay down to L.A., hoe |
Add up my check like the fuck I’ma cop? |
Post on your block with the whoop like the cops |
Run up the true and I light up your block |
Pump down your strip with the whoop like the cops |
(Whoop-whoop-whoop) |
I hit the strip with that whoop, ice on my wrist, it go whoop |
Clothes like whoop, whoop, I got that |
I hit the strip with that whoop, ice on my wrist, it go whoop |
Clothes like whoop, post on your strip with that whoop |
Whoop like the cops |