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Whoomp, there it is Whoomp, there it is Whoomp, there it is No top, I'll slide in that Dawn till it's dusk (Whoomp, there it is) Bitch No top, I'll slide in that Dawn till it's dusk If it's dilly, I won't take it, it won't pawn if it's crud F&N, I ain't hitting dawg with a punch He ain't sipping on no drop, he still cough with his cup You ain't tryna run it up, type to jog in a rush First buzzer vibes, knew that I'll ball from the jump Ball in a clutch, I'ma ball till the end If you born a worker, work to be a boss in the end Three different colors on my ice, the kit Neapolitan Won't depend on a bitch, all I need is oxygen So much mud in my system, need some antioxidants Walking like a penguin, forty ball got me wobbling Change up everywhere you go? You a chameleon Mari deep fried off the whippits, that ain't helium Dog Shit Militia, we off the leash, we ain't obedient One me, six sticks, General Grievous Whoomp, there it is (Oh shit, there it go, ha-ha) Whoomp, there it is (Leave his body out the way, they gon' pull up like) Whoomp, there it is (Shit, I thought cuddy dropped it off, nevermind like) Whoomp, there it is (There it go) 38-8 every game, I'm the MVP You ain't really sipping, I've been in it since the MGP Bitch, I only drop fire like an airstrike We the everyweight champs, this ain't a fair fight Have my dawg catch the play, he like Air Bud Everybody got a zip and pint, we don't share drugs Fuck a bitch, I won't give a ho a air hug Chuck Norris bitches out the crib, you get they hair done Completed all the missions, now I'm on the side quests Hollows crack an opp top open like some Hi-Tech Asian lady at the liquor store like, "Hurry, buy that" I'm finna O-Dog her Big body TRX, I'm a road hogger Balling now, back in school ain't get no offers Draft day, I bet I'm top picked ARP full of diarrhea, drop some hot shit Whoomp, there it is (Oh shit, there it go, ha-ha) Whoomp, there it is (Leave his body out the way, they gon' pull up like) Whoomp, there it is (Shit, I thought cuddy dropped it off, nevermind like) Whoomp, there it is Silly me (There it go) No top, I'll slide in that Dawn till it's dusk If it's dilly, I won't take it, it won't pawn if it's crud F&N, I ain't hitting dawg with a punch He ain't sipping on no drop, he still cough with his cup You ain't tryna run it up, type to jog in a rush First buzzer vibes, knew that I'll ball from the jump Ball in a clutch, I'ma ball till the end If you born a worker, work to be a boss in the end Got arachnophobia, I'm still sliding in a Spider On a ping streak with Visas, I'm on fire with my writer I been full-time rapping so I'm hiring a driver Heard you scared of the deep, I was diving like MacGyver I had a long day but I'm still grinding Shit, it's the life I live Prayed on my downfall but I'm still shining 300K on me now, I could buy yo crib Whoomp, there it is (Oh shit, there it go, ha-ha) Whoomp, there it is (Leave his body out the way, they gon' pull up like) Whoomp, there it is (Shit, I thought cuddy dropped it off, nevermind like) Whoomp, there it is (Silly me, there it go)
Writer(s): Steven Gibson, James Iv, Cecil Glen, Steve O Steve O Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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