She want a Woo nigga. She wanna fuck with the Woo (4x) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I told her, "Ooh-woo-woo". Shawty wanna fuck me inside of the coupe
I can take you out everywhere, fuck a jet fare
Versace hotel with Versace robe, woah, woah
She want a Woo nigga. She wanna fuck with the Woo (4x) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I told her, "Ooh-woo-woo". Shawty wanna fuck me inside of the coupe
I can take you out everywhere, fuck a jet fare
Versace hotel with Versace robe, woah, woah
Like you when you let down your hair with no comb
And I stay to myself 'cause I never liked these hoes (Yeah)
And she only liked the guap, red light these hoes
Why would I waste my time on a shorty that don't got me on the front of her mind?
Especially when you get designer and I wine and dine
And the Bentley came with the wings like a number nine, yeah
Come through, just us two
I like you 'cause you cut how I'm cut too
Come through, just us two
I like you 'cause you cut how I'm cut too
[Chorus: Pop Smoke & Roddy Ricch]
She wanna fuck with the Woo (Ayy, she wanna fuck with the Woo, Woo)
She wanna fuck with the Woo
She wanna fuck with the Woo
She wanna ride with the Woo
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
That's my kind of bitch, she be sayin' some shit
Like, "When you gon' fly me in private, so I can land on that dick?"
She said, "Tricks is for kids", she don't fall for the tricks
She can handle her own, she just want some dick
Got that big Birkin bag worth five, six figures
You might be out your league, can you buy that, nigga? (Buy that)
I pull up on her top gone on the Dawn, I'm the don
You can fuck around, if you want, if you want
Out in Bali, big swing, big dress
Big ass, make her squirt and make a big mess
Before we done, she ask "Where we gon' do it next?"
Next, so wet it fucked up the seats in the jet
She like all that gangsta shit
Top down, ridin' 'round with the blick
Who you with? Woo
She like all that gangsta shit
I said, "She like all that gangsta shit"
[Chorus: Pop Smoke]
She wanna fuck with the Woo
She wanna fuck with the Woo
She wanna fuck with the Woo
She wanna ride with the Woo (Hahaha)
[Verse 3: Pop Smoke]
Let me take you to the candy shop (Candy shop)
Show you all I got (All I got, all I got)
I put diamonds on your chain (Chain, uh)
To match your diamond ring (Uh, uh, uh)
I'm 092, nigga, Woo (Woo, back)
Hate it or love it (Uh, uh), it's me and you (Woo)
Let's turn nothin' into something
She said she love Woo niggas (Woo, uh)
Them niggas who gon' pull triggers (Grrt, oh)
I was fine when I met you (Met you, pow)
Then I sexed you (Woo)
Then I left you (Uh)
Cause your pussy feel the same (Feel the same, feel the same)
And I don't got time to waste (No time to waste)
[Chorus: Pop Smoke]
She wanna fuck with the Woo
She wanna fuck with the Woo
She wanna fuck with the Woo
She wanna ride with the Woo
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hun ønsker en Woo nigga. Hun Wanna Fuck med Woo (4x) Ja, ja, ja, ja
Jeg fortalte hende, "Ooh-woo-woo". Shawty Wanna Fuck mig inde i coupe
Jeg kan tage dig ud overalt, kneppe en jet billetpris
hotel med Versace kåbe, woah, woah Versace
Ligesom dig, når du svigtet dit hår uden kam
Og jeg holde for mig selv, fordi jeg aldrig kunne lide disse hakker (Ja)
Og hun kun kunne lide guap, rødt lys disse hakker
Hvorfor skulle jeg spilde min tid på en shorty, der ikke fik mig på forsiden af hendes sind?
Især når du får designer og jeg vin og spise
Og Bentley kom med vingerne som en nummer ni, ja
Kom igennem, bare os to
Jeg ligesom du, fordi du skære hvordan jeg skære for
Kom igennem, bare os to
Jeg ligesom du, fordi du skære hvordan jeg skære for
[Kor: Pop Røg & Roddy Ricch]
Hun Wanna Fuck med Woo (aYY, hun Wanna Fuck med Woo, Woo)
Hun Wanna Fuck med Woo
Hun Wanna Fuck med Woo
Hun Wanna ride med den Woo
Ja, ja, ja, ja
[Vers 2: 50 Cent]
Det er min slags bitch, hun skal sayin' noget lort
Ligesom, "Når du gon' flyve mig i privat, så jeg kan lande på, at pik?"
Hun sagde, "Tricks er for børn", hun ikke falde for tricks
Hun kan håndtere hende ejer, hun bare vil have nogle pik
Fik at store Birkin taske værd fem, seks tal
Du kan være din liga, kan du købe det, nigga? (Køb denne)
Jeg trækker op på hendes top gået på Dawn, jeg er don
Du kan kneppe rundt, hvis du vil, hvis du ønsker
Ude i Bali, stor gynge, stor kjole
Big røv, gøre hende sprøjte og gøre et stort rod
Før vi gjort, spørger hun "Hvor vi gon' gøre det næste?"
Dernæst så våd det fucked op sæderne i strålen
Hun ligesom alt det gangsta shit
Top ned, ridin' 'rundt med blick
Hvem du med? Woo
Hun ligesom alt det gangsta shit
Jeg sagde: "Hun ligesom alt det gangsta lort"
[Kor: Pop Smoke]
Hun Wanna Fuck med Woo
Hun Wanna Fuck med Woo
Hun Wanna Fuck med Woo
Hun Wanna ride med den Woo (Hahaha)
[Vers 3: Pop Smoke]
Lad mig tage dig til candy shop (Candy shop)
Vis jer alle jeg fik (Alle jeg fik, alt hvad jeg fik)
Jeg sætter diamanter på kæde (kæde, øh)
For at matche din diamant ring (Uh, uh, uh)
Jeg er 092, nigga, Woo (Woo, ryg)
Hader det eller elske det (Uh, uh), det er mig, og du (Woo)
Lad os igen nothin' til noget
Hun sagde, hun elsker Woo niggas (Woo, øh)
Them niggas der gon' pull udløser (Grrt, OH)
Jeg var fint, når jeg mødte dig (Met dig, pow)
Så kønssorteret jeg dig (Woo)
Så forlod jeg dig (Uh)
Årsag din fisse føler det samme (føler det samme, har det på samme)
Og jeg tror ikke fik tid til at spilde (Ingen tid at spilde)
[Kor: Pop Smoke]
Hun Wanna Fuck med Woo
Hun Wanna Fuck med Woo
Hun Wanna Fuck med Woo
Hun Wanna ride med den Woo
Ja, ja, ja, ja