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Woah Video (MV)




Performed By: Don Vinci
Language: English
Length: 3:04
Written by: Devante Griffin




Don Vinci - Woah Lyrics




Jumped on this beat like I jumped in a fight when a hater went swung on my homie
Eyes on the prize like the groupies that came to the block and be rubbin all on me
Block Gang still boomin the trap doin good and we still boomin louder than speakers
Luh foreign came thru wit the real juicy lips gave me top but she can't hit the reefer
I spy some people that wanna be gangsta but really be fakin they actin tough
Need to go find ya identity live ya own life not the one that you makin up
None of my potnas gone play wit yo potnas real shooters be bussin straight out the cut
My woadie Curtis got the snow, and he be trappin right off the bluff
My lady like ladies so that's a plus, two chicks on my stick cause it's big enough
I get the money don't give it up, you don't get money just give it up
Link wit my migos to turn the dinero to mota and mota to pesos
Feel like I'm beefin wit Quavo
I just went bought a Draco

Wait, woah woah woah
Oh I'm bad, Michael Jackson
Wait, woah woah woah
Block Gang bout that action
Wait, woah woah woah
You don't wanna meet a savage
Wait, woah woah woah
Really anything can happen
Wait, woah woah woah
Oh I'm bad, Michael Jackson
Wait, woah woah woah
Block Gang bout that action
Wait, woah woah woah
You don't wanna meet a savage
Wait, woah woah woah
Really anything can happen

I had ya girl waitin all day for a text back I'm finna text her like the wait is over
Finna pull up to yo block wit some savages and tell them sorry this is a takeover
My name is Don Vinci I came from the block I was raised to believe easy don't exist
Got caught up wit sisters got gift of the gab I convinced em that we could all coexist
I'm not the shooter but I call the shots pick the phone up then I call the 30 clip
Luh mama think that she a freak Ima take her to the room and teach her what dirty is
These youngins be pourin up soda pop call up the lean man to teach em what dirty is
Don't come to my block wit that talkin I call up the gang you gone learn bout the dirty south
Dread head wit a dirty mouth, I'm all yo mama ever talk about
I'm sorry homie we can't talk it out, I kick yo door in then I kick ya out
Still textin yo girl and she actin out all I wanna do is see what that mouth about,
She text me like daddy I'm pullin up, she up in my house wit her panties down

Wait, woah woah woah
Oh I'm bad, Michael Jackson
Wait, woah woah woah
Block Gang bout that action
Wait, woah woah woah
You don't wanna meet a savage
Wait, woah woah woah
Really anything can happen
Wait, woah woah woah
Oh I'm bad, Michael Jackson
Wait, woah woah woah
Block Gang bout that action
Wait, woah woah woah
You don't wanna meet a savage
Wait, woah woah woah
Really anything can happen
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Jumped on this beat like I jumped in a fight when a hater went swung on my homie
Eyes on the prize like the groupies that came to the block and be rubbin all on me
Block Gang still boomin the trap doin good and we still boomin louder than speakers
Luh foreign came thru wit the real juicy lips gave me top but she can't hit the reefer
I spy some people that wanna be gangsta but really be fakin they actin tough
Need to go find ya identity live ya own life not the one that you makin up
None of my potnas gone play wit yo potnas real shooters be bussin straight out the cut
My woadie Curtis got the snow, and he be trappin right off the bluff
My lady like ladies so that's a plus, two chicks on my stick cause it's big enough
I get the money don't give it up, you don't get money just give it up
Link wit my migos to turn the dinero to mota and mota to pesos
Feel like I'm beefin wit Quavo
I just went bought a Draco

Wait, woah woah woah
Oh I'm bad, Michael Jackson
Wait, woah woah woah
Block Gang bout that action
Wait, woah woah woah
You don't wanna meet a savage
Wait, woah woah woah
Really anything can happen
Wait, woah woah woah
Oh I'm bad, Michael Jackson
Wait, woah woah woah
Block Gang bout that action
Wait, woah woah woah
You don't wanna meet a savage
Wait, woah woah woah
Really anything can happen

I had ya girl waitin all day for a text back I'm finna text her like the wait is over
Finna pull up to yo block wit some savages and tell them sorry this is a takeover
My name is Don Vinci I came from the block I was raised to believe easy don't exist
Got caught up wit sisters got gift of the gab I convinced em that we could all coexist
I'm not the shooter but I call the shots pick the phone up then I call the 30 clip
Luh mama think that she a freak Ima take her to the room and teach her what dirty is
These youngins be pourin up soda pop call up the lean man to teach em what dirty is
Don't come to my block wit that talkin I call up the gang you gone learn bout the dirty south
Dread head wit a dirty mouth, I'm all yo mama ever talk about
I'm sorry homie we can't talk it out, I kick yo door in then I kick ya out
Still textin yo girl and she actin out all I wanna do is see what that mouth about,
She text me like daddy I'm pullin up, she up in my house wit her panties down

Wait, woah woah woah
Oh I'm bad, Michael Jackson
Wait, woah woah woah
Block Gang bout that action
Wait, woah woah woah
You don't wanna meet a savage
Wait, woah woah woah
Really anything can happen
Wait, woah woah woah
Oh I'm bad, Michael Jackson
Wait, woah woah woah
Block Gang bout that action
Wait, woah woah woah
You don't wanna meet a savage
Wait, woah woah woah
Really anything can happen
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Writer: Devante Griffin
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