She says she wants diamonds
I told that girl stop crying
Ou, I'm supper high end and, Yeah
I'm always bragging
She wanna be dragging
All her h' with my trends
Now I'm up to five ten
I told That B' stop crying
Like, Woah
I got Versace in my coat
A couple hunnid for a show
That's yo girl I gotta go
Stack it all up in a roll
That little B' give me face
B' get the F' out my way
All of my diamonds ain't fake
Yeah, yo girl is riding my wave
Now imma just buy me a wraith
Got some talent take it to my grave
All these B' they do what i say
When i make they'll all know my name
Got a hunnid rack with me
And your girl give my kitty
I got love for my city
Babygirl give me hickey
I'm balling like 50
My B' she bad
Call her Nicki
I'm broken so much
Feel like Trippie
Like, Woah
I got Versace in my coat
A couple hunnid for a show
That's yo girl I gotta go
Stack it all up in a roll
I wanna a baddie
Didn't ask but she drop me the addy
Ay, her A' issa fatty
F' once get her wet know she happy
Ay, I'm skinny like shaggy
But I'm still on yo B'
Call me daddy
Ay, This girl really nasty
When I'm next to yo B' she get grabby
Think about it
Write me a book about it
Now I got H' I can talk about it
I'm writing these hits it's a F' habit, Yeah
Look what happened
You say you my day one i know you capping
You better believe ion never lacking
And Shawty go bounce it i know you like it
Like, Woah
I got Versace in my coat
A couple hunnid for a show
That's yo girl I gotta go
Stack it all up in a roll
JaySeaRich - Woah Lyrics
JaySeaRich - Woah Lyrics
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She says she wants diamonds
I told that girl stop crying
Ou, I'm supper high end and, Yeah
I'm always bragging
She wanna be dragging
All her h' with my trends
Now I'm up to five ten
I told That B' stop crying
Like, Woah
I got Versace in my coat
A couple hunnid for a show
That's yo girl I gotta go
Stack it all up in a roll
That little B' give me face
B' get the F' out my way
All of my diamonds ain't fake
Yeah, yo girl is riding my wave
Now imma just buy me a wraith
Got some talent take it to my grave
All these B' they do what i say
When i make they'll all know my name
Got a hunnid rack with me
And your girl give my kitty
I got love for my city
Babygirl give me hickey
I'm balling like 50
My B' she bad
Call her Nicki
I'm broken so much
Feel like Trippie
Like, Woah
I got Versace in my coat
A couple hunnid for a show
That's yo girl I gotta go
Stack it all up in a roll
I wanna a baddie
Didn't ask but she drop me the addy
Ay, her A' issa fatty
F' once get her wet know she happy
Ay, I'm skinny like shaggy
But I'm still on yo B'
Call me daddy
Ay, This girl really nasty
When I'm next to yo B' she get grabby
Think about it
Write me a book about it
Now I got H' I can talk about it
I'm writing these hits it's a F' habit, Yeah
Look what happened
You say you my day one i know you capping
You better believe ion never lacking
And Shawty go bounce it i know you like it
Like, Woah
I got Versace in my coat
A couple hunnid for a show
That's yo girl I gotta go
Stack it all up in a roll
I told that girl stop crying
Ou, I'm supper high end and, Yeah
I'm always bragging
She wanna be dragging
All her h' with my trends
Now I'm up to five ten
I told That B' stop crying
Like, Woah
I got Versace in my coat
A couple hunnid for a show
That's yo girl I gotta go
Stack it all up in a roll
That little B' give me face
B' get the F' out my way
All of my diamonds ain't fake
Yeah, yo girl is riding my wave
Now imma just buy me a wraith
Got some talent take it to my grave
All these B' they do what i say
When i make they'll all know my name
Got a hunnid rack with me
And your girl give my kitty
I got love for my city
Babygirl give me hickey
I'm balling like 50
My B' she bad
Call her Nicki
I'm broken so much
Feel like Trippie
Like, Woah
I got Versace in my coat
A couple hunnid for a show
That's yo girl I gotta go
Stack it all up in a roll
I wanna a baddie
Didn't ask but she drop me the addy
Ay, her A' issa fatty
F' once get her wet know she happy
Ay, I'm skinny like shaggy
But I'm still on yo B'
Call me daddy
Ay, This girl really nasty
When I'm next to yo B' she get grabby
Think about it
Write me a book about it
Now I got H' I can talk about it
I'm writing these hits it's a F' habit, Yeah
Look what happened
You say you my day one i know you capping
You better believe ion never lacking
And Shawty go bounce it i know you like it
Like, Woah
I got Versace in my coat
A couple hunnid for a show
That's yo girl I gotta go
Stack it all up in a roll
Writer: Giancarlo Martinez
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid