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Woosh (feat. Kwengface & Backroad Gee)

Album: Woosh (feat. Kwengface & Backroad Gee) Durasi: 2:52

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Yeah, yeah (it's Bassbone baby)

Big business no Mickey Mouse business

Tell then juvi dem leave no witness

Be prepared and be scared (pa)

Woosh it, press (press)

The hand ting locked, now we're there (pa)

Woosh it, press (press)

The hand ting locked, now we're there (pa)

Lean, flex (flex)

You know that the guns get pressed (pa)

I do this shit for my set

It's us that turn up the ends

Woosh it, press (press)

The hand ting locked, now we're there (pa)

Woosh it, press (press)

The hand ting locked, now we're there (pa)

Lean, flex (flex)

You know that the guns get pressed (pa)

I do this shit for my set

It's us that turn up the ends

Which one we selecting?

Outside man game

Man don't bend it like Beckham

Dawg its straight when I send it

It get messy on the pitch

Make man duck and dive, Darrgy you know I bang it

Put the drill on the roof outside man's the truth (know what's good)

Yo, if you buss your gun, salute

Grrrap, bap shoot

I'm in the bando facetimin' a sweet one

And I got the peng one throwing up two

Two pop-pop in a rucksack

If I slap that, that's you and your bruce

I ain't tryna squash this beef, still tryna get you, you, and then you

Woosh it, press (press)

The hand ting locked, now we're there (pa)

Woosh it, press (press)

The hand ting locked, now we're there (pa)

Lean, flex (flex)

You know that the guns get pressed (pa)

I do this shit for my set

It's us that turn up the ends

Woosh it, press (press)

The hand ting locked, now we're there (pa)

Woosh it, press (press)

The hand ting locked, now we're there (pa)

Lean, flex (flex)

You know that the guns get pressed (pa)

I do this shit for my set

It's us that turn up the ends

Look, juggin' the stove, man's bubblin', bubblin'

OT trips tryna double it

I'm on the opp block tryna SAD, any opp get spot, lean and rubble it

Peng ting, she loves this view (ayy, come here)

I tapped it, P tapped it

Brownskin one kinda loves this group (mad)

Ay, don't you know that's true?

Of course it's true

You know what a mad man do

Man bruck it two and fling it on you

My momma barked but I keep it as yes, I am

Carrying pots to the world and back

Harden and 'muck it to make it slap

Ha, we gon' make it slap

Take it there and bring it back

Yo, I just fly out the ride like "Bro, what's goodie?"

I try wet my man in his chest and neck

I just see fluff come out his hoodie

Ay yo, what's goodie?

I was doin' home visits back then Darggie, I was outside of your guri

Tell a man back up darrg, got uh pah, she move

Woosh it, press (press)

The hand ting locked, now we're there (pa)

Woosh it, press (press)

The hand ting locked, now we're there (pa)

Lean, flex (flex)

You know that the guns get pressed (pa)

I do this shit for my set

It's us that turn up the ends

Woosh it, press (press)

The hand ting locked, now we're there (pa)

Woosh it, press (press)

The hand ting locked, now we're there (pa)

Lean, flex (flex)

You know that the guns get pressed (pa)

I do this shit for my set

It's us that turn up the ends

Bring it alive and fresh 'til a man say we're just spreading woof everywhere

Tell a man be prepared or scared

To 'muck it, 'muck it hard, dush it to a bumbaclot ware'

Please understand we do this, ha