Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song WOOOA, artist - Pardison Fontaine.
Date of issue: 01.05.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
WOOOA |
Wooooooa |
Yeah |
Wooooooa |
Yeah |
(What you saying?) |
Hook — Pardison Fontaine |
Couple racks I got some change on me |
Woooa |
Walk like I got the thing on me |
Woooa |
trippin' and we bang homie |
Woooa |
I never switch I got the same homies |
Woooa |
Ain’t a bad bitch if she fire |
Aim the chrome quick and it fire |
She’ll buss it open, he’ll buss it open |
If you heard something different you a liar |
Verse 1 — Pardison Fontaine |
I’m in the club but I just left recording (recording) |
Nike Tech sweatsuit and some Jordans (woo) |
Bouncers and the DJs always make me feel important (eh) |
Promoters in the dances always make me feel important |
They wasn’t sure about a n*gga but they know it now |
Everything I touch a hit, boy I’m the golden child |
When we did need help they gave us the run around |
Tell them n*ggas take another lap, we don’t want it now |
Had the city on n*ggas thought it was a fluke |
Now we still running round like Bobby Brown and Uncle Luke |
All my n*ggas play ball, all them n*ggas wanna shoot |
They catch bodies and party man, that’s all they wanna do |
They call me Cognac party, the hunnid rack shawty |
If we was Dom Perignaughty |
They saying all my verses are and Glock 40s |
I’m the same to St Lukes what John is to Marcy n*gga |
Hook — Pardison Fontaine |
Couple racks I got some change on me |
Woooa |
Walk like I got the thing on me |
Woooa |
trippin' and we bang homie |
Woooa |
I never switch I got the same homies |
Woooa |
Ain’t a bad bitch if she fire |
Aim the chrome quick and it fire |
She’ll buss it open, he’ll buss it open |
If you heard something different you a liar |
Verse 2 — Pardison Fontaine |
When I was chasing checks you was chasing bitches (you was) |
When I was making plans you was making wishes |
Now you can fuck with me and get paid |
Or you can fuck with me and get paid a visit |
It be like that, I’m a G like that |
I don’t never let no n*gga talk to me like that |
If a sex tape leak of me and my bitch |
Your girl gone ask you why you don’t fuck me like that |
Pumping up my air mattress and pumpin out classics |
Damn, they ain’t see all my potential and my passion |
They ain’t recognise the golden ticket when they had it |
They always talkin' shit but then they switch when I ask 'em |
But fuck them n*ggas, fuck them n*ggas, Imma kill em all then |
Keep on getting bitches like R Kelly with the bald head |
Me and money go together collard greens and corn bread |
You ain’t step a hater then get money off the wrong leg |
Biiiiaaaatch |
Hook — Pardison Fontaine |
Couple racks I got some change on me |
Woooa |
Walk like I got the thing on me |
Woooa |
trippin' and we bang homie |
Woooa |
I never switch I got the same homies |
Woooa |
Ain’t a bad bitch if she fire |
Aim the chrome quick and it fire |
She’ll buss it open, he’ll buss it open |
If you heard something different you a liar |
Verse 3 — Pardison Fontaine |
You know me n*gga, Imma call a spade a spade |
I could never cuff a woman that was in the trade |
I ain’t judgin', I ain’t judgin shawty, I’m just sayin' |
You too experienced for me but baby do your thang |
When the team need a hit, I’m the one that they depend on |
Do my dance on em like I’m Cam in the N zone |
Your baby mama crazy, let me touch it while the kids home |
I do my dance on 'em like Odell in the N zone |
When a n*gga come for me then he getting left stranded |
Laying on the head, I could whip it left handed |
N*ggas talkin' down but I’m the one that’s left standing |
Y’all supposed to be for a Grammy |
Damn, dope got all the plugs for the drugs |
Damn, I go to for the love |
Damn, this is what it is to what it was |
Damn, this is how you drop and get a buzz n*gga |
Hook — Pardison Fontaine |
Couple racks I got some change on me |
Woooa |
Walk like I got the thing on me |
Woooa |
trippin' and we bang homie |
Woooa |
I never switch I got the same homies |
Woooa |
Ain’t a bad bitch if she fire |
Aim the chrome quick and it fire |
She’ll buss it open, he’ll buss it open |
If you heard something different you a liar |