73 lyrics for "Oh-woah, woah, woah"
Up on the mountain I see down below Woah-oah-oh-oh-oh-oh Woah-oah-oh-oahh It's easy to lose yourself I know Can't hear what you're shouting, I'm deaf to your show It's easy to lose your self control Everybody gets high, everybody gets low Life can be
PlayI think I need a little bit of lovin' A little bit of somethin' Woah, I think I need a little bit of lovin' A little bit of somethin' from you A little bit of somethin', yeah 'Cause this love is all I have of you Oh, if it's time to make your spot feel
PlayYou know you fit the position From the first time I saw you Say she waan the work Girl let me see your application Make me employ you Let me see your application Let me employ you Ya, oh oh oh Ey no no no, oh woah
PlayBaby, would you shake it for some cash? (shake it) Don't play, we go drummin' for that bag (boh-boh) I slap her ass then I dab Runnin' to that bag (woah-woah) We be goin' for that bag (oh-oh) I smack her ass like that (that) Only want the head if she
PlayAnd every single year I'm drowning in my tears, I'm drowning in my tears again I can't seem to forget the pain I seem to give The pain I seem to give, my friend Woah, oh, woah, oh Woah, oh, woah, oh, woah, oh
PlayOh oh oh oh oh woah oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh All this bad blood here, won't you let it dry? It's been cold for years, won't you let it lie? I don't wanna hear about the bad blood anymore I don't wanna hear you talk about it anymore We were young and drinking
PlayWoah, oh-oh-oh In your snapback Those stars need to be wished on Your skin needs to be kissed on My eyes, baby, they're fixed on you in your snapback T-shirt of your favorite rock band Checkin' your make-up in my Ray Bans Strictly outta curiosity What
PlayLet the dominos fall, woah oh oh Watch it all crash, come tumbling down (Watch it all crash, come tumbling down) Watch it all crash, come tumbling down (tumbling down) 'Cause we've gone too far, no place to hide We set the world alight There's still so
PlayThat same old song (woah oh) Ride with us on Friday night See if we don't burn it up See if we ain't crankin' Hank Sippin' on a little somethin' strong I hear there's folks Tired of us talking about dirt roads Tailgates, tan lines and corn rows It sounds
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