Whoop D Whoop

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[Intro: Kutt Calhoun] This is for the bitch niggas Don't run your mouth Kutty Cal, baby Might get knocked out Young Greed, nigga That's the wrong rout Whoop D Whoop, nigga Nigga, fuck your couch Fuck your couch, nigga [Verse 1: Kutt Calhoun] What's happening? Time to blow the lid off the game And speak about these niggas running lip off the chain Be lying through his ears, tryna tip off some fame Willing to do whatever, even rip off a name Introducin', welcome to the new and improved [?] A stupid nigga, who do a whole lotta whooping He's quite the absurd, a poodle, a chump L7, a nerd, the nigga's a punk Just the other day little faggot nigga got beat up Out south runnin' his mouth, don't wanna see ya Be tellin' everybody he coming up on a mill His cousin is Lil Kim, and she signing him to a deal Punk ass nigga ain't standin' on nothing real Type of nigga get brand new [?] set it up on some wheel He a buster, [?] a certified sucker Everytime that you see him, gotta duck him Hate to see him coming Talkin' about a whole lot of nothing But swear [?] always into something Y'all motherfuckers know him We all cary one in every town When you see him, tell that nigga tone it down And dead it with all that [Chorus: Kutt Calhoun] Whoop de whoop de whoop, whoop Get out my ear with that Whoop de whoop de whoop, whoop All in my face with that Whoop de whoop de whoop, whoop Ain't tryna hear all that Whoop de whoop de whoop, whoop Please stop, come again And that's you and that pretty hoe And that's your ride sitting there on them 24s Oh that's your cousin right there in that video Oh really though? Boy you sound real silly though Whoop, there it is [Verse 2: Greed] There he go, oh no You can see him 'fore you see him Talkin' 'bout his jewels and his BM And all the dough he hold, I swear to god, I ain't seen it This trick been a bitch since he came out the penis I mean it for real So go ahead and chill with the gun pumpin' And stop frontin' nigga, money as small as a bump on him Get caught in the wrong hood, I swear them killers'll dump on him You ain't so hard now, you little pussy, so start runnin' He a boss baller, a blow, he got hoes in all fifty states He movin' dope by the ton, yeah, he mass produce plenty weight But I don't understand 'cause he drivin' a Yugo Lookin' hella bummy, steady askin' for new hoes So if you ever cross this nigga beware 'Cause he don't understand what that mean of true is I swear If you [?] he got tricks up his sleeve So when you see him, hit the nigga with the piece When he's started with all that [Chorus: Kutt Calhoun] Whoop de whoop de whoop, whoop Get out my ear with that Whoop de whoop de whoop, whoop All in my face with that Whoop de whoop de whoop, whoop Ain't tryna hear all that Whoop de whoop de whoop, whoop Please stop, come again And that's you and that pretty hoe And that's your ride sitting there on them 24s Oh that's your cousin right there in that video Oh really though? Boy you sound real silly though Whoop, there it is [Verse 3: Kutt Calhoun] So get it understood, I don't mess with a phoney Keep the furthest from me, don't be calling me homie 'Cause I don't like to entertain a pest who solely like to jeff and nosey And he lying about money Career for a queer and nigga enough is here (faggot) A bitch made whatchamacallit punk of the year You see him in the club, trickin' with the bitches And the extra [?] shirt, lookin' gangstalicious He wish he was a little bit harder He wish he was a baller He wish he didn't have to lie to kick it when he saw us But bitch ass niggas goin' 'round and evolvin' Sound like a problem So now you know the scoop about whoop, be on the look out Could be the nigga standin' right next to you at the cookout Soakin' up the game 'bout what everybody's into now You run into that nigga, play [?] single and hook out [Chorus: Kutt Calhoun] Whoop de whoop de whoop, whoop Get out my ear with that Whoop de whoop de whoop, whoop All in my face with that Whoop de whoop de whoop, whoop Ain't tryna hear all that Whoop de whoop de whoop, whoop Please stop, come again And that's you and that pretty hoe And that's your ride sitting there on them 24s Oh that's your cousin right there in that video Oh really though? Boy you sound real silly though Whoop, there it is
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Credits
- Writers
- Greed (Producer)
- Kutt Calhoun