DelaCruzey - Woah Lyrics

I got two black breezes in a whip
Two bad bitches and they dancing to my shit
C63 in a blacked out Benz, cruzey in yo city Finna f*ck on yo friend
Damn cruzey how you get like that
You look a little bigger, cause my cash be fat
And yo fit on fleek, where the stylist be at
Never trust a hoe who only got 2 friends

Now hit the woah, lean lean swerve on the beat
Ba ba, now do the dance with ya feet
I said woah, lean lean swerve on the beat
Ba ba, now do the dance with ya feet

I need the cash and I need it quick,
Only time I talk to rats, when I'm talkin my shit, im stashing all this chedda
Got me cheesin in pics, and I might cop me a whip just to go with the fit, im chillin

Never really been with the shits, I just did my own thing, I'm really grinding within
I do my little dance, I got jiggy wit it, but then I came back to add some sprinkles on it

Now hit the woah, lean lean swerve on the beat, ba ba now do your dance with ya feet
I said woah lean lean swerve on the beat ba ba now do your dance with ya feet

Now stop, hold up, lemme take a breather
Asmah attack got me trippin like a stoner
I lean when I walk, I might need me a doner
Hard liquor you can see my dirty liver

Gucci shades on I'm busy blockin out the haters
And please don't approach me just to take a picture
You not that important put the ego aside, talking bout my dawgs, I hope you come out alive

I'm talking
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Now hit the woah, lean lean swerve on the beat , ba ba now do ya dance with ya feet
Now hit the woah, lean lean swerve on the beat, ba ba now do ya dance with ya feet

Now hit the woah, lean lean swerve on the beat , ba ba now do ya dance with ya feet
Now hit the woah, lean lean swerve on the beat, ba ba now do ya dance with ya feet