PROPELLER

Lyrics

[Intro: Quelly Woo] (Is this Glvck?) Yeah [Chorus: Quelly Woo] Whole lotta–, whole lotta Woo Up that Choo and you get boomed Got a baddie, she know how to–, uh I got a baddie, she makin' it move, like Whole lotta–, whole lotta Woo I see a dizzy, we makin' him snooze, yeah I keep a tan by my belt It's gettin' hot, wet him up like Phelps She a freak, tell me spit on her tits She suckin' my dick while I rub on her clit Get bored, I'm walkin' down that strip Up Choo or you Choo back, you gettin' hit When I throw, no throwbacks, them niggas dipped In my bag, got me talkin' my shit Knockings on me, I walk with a limp, like Baddie on my body, she want the dick, like [Verse 1: Quelly Woo] Gllah, gllah, shе movin' them hips Like the way that shе movin' it, yeah Like the way that she movin' her hips, like Like the way how you movin' your waist Shorty a baddie, there ain't no debate Like the way how you movin' your waist Good dick, put that lil'—, in her place Talk hot, get shot in your face I got the metal like Bender, like New G, this clip extended All of this pain got me feelin' demented Dig in a Bimmer, hope I don't dent it Keep one in the head, I highly recommend it Fuck all the opps, niggas sweet like Splenda Spin that block, put that boy in a blender, gllah I got a baddie, huh, she told me, "Bend it", gllah, gllah She told me, "Bend it" She met the Woo, said I get her wetter, gllah, gllah She told me, "Bend it" Shorty a baddie, I can't forget her, gllah, gllah I can't forget her, move them hips like a propeller, like Like-like a propeller, like, move them hips like a propeller, like Like-like a propeller, move the–, like-like a propeller, gllah, gllah I'm a star, like, like-like Interstellar, gllah, gllah Like Interstellar, I'm a star like-like Interstellar [Chorus: Quelly Woo] Whole lotta–, whole lotta Woo Up that Choo and you get boomed Got a baddie, she know how to–, uh I got a baddie, she makin' it move, like Whole lotta–, whole lotta Woo I see a dizzy, we makin' him snooze, yeah I keep a tan by my belt It's gettin' hot, wet him up like Phelps She a freak, tell me spit on her tits She suckin' my dick while I rub on her clit Get bored, I'm walkin' down that strip Up Choo or you Choo back, you gettin' hit When I throw, no throwbacks, them niggas dipped In my bag, got me talkin' my shit Knockings on me, I walk with a limp, like Baddie on my body, she want the dick, like Whole lotta–, whole lotta Woo Up that Choo then you get boomed [Verse 2: Fr33Bandit, Set da Trend & Quelly Woo] (Shit get boomed, grrah, grrah) Like, pop out the cut, I'ma blitz Niggas rap cap and they diss but they never on shit Two chops in the whip, thirty shots in the clip First opp, run up get hit in his shh Thirty clip on my hip, if you run, don't trip Vendetta, I see him, I get him, he bound to get hit Give her a Perc', she start shakin' that shit Hit from the back, know I'm breakin' that bitch Like, left cheek, right cheek, let me see hips G-Lock on my body, I move with a glick Red dot and it came with a switch Spot a opp with his bitch, put the beam on her lip Like, say the word and I'm ready to flock Two chops in the V, double back for the opps Get up wit' me, ain't jackin' my bop 'Cause I'm Every Opp Shot, know I'm makin' it hot Smokin' Lu, smokin' Lotti, Rah bop Took a cab and his head got popped Was droppin' the Woo, so Lu got popped Rrah, rrah [Chorus: Quelly Woo] Whole lotta–, whole lotta Woo Up that Choo and you get boomed Got a baddie, she know how to–, uh I got a baddie, she makin' it move, like Whole lotta–, whole lotta Woo I see a dizzy, we makin' him snooze, yeah I keep a tan by my belt It's gettin' hot, wet him up like Phelps She a freak, tell me spit on her tits She suckin' my dick while I rub on her clit Get bored, I'm walkin' down that strip Up Choo or you Choo back, you gettin' hit When I throw, no throwbacks, them niggas dipped In my bag, got me talkin' my shit Knockings on me, I walk with a limp, like Baddie on my body, she want the dick, like Whole lotta–, whole lotta Woo Up that Choo then you get boomed