Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song WOOOA (Clean), artist - Pardison Fontaine. Date of issue: 01.05.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
WOOOA (Clean) |
| 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 |