100 lyrics for "Woo-oh-oh-oh"
(Aha, aha, aha) I said me and my backwood Ooh we be vibing so good Said papa gon' roll one for me He gon' get me lit, he my everyday smoke Baby let it fall right through me Give me one more hit of that everyday nasty, so nasty Light me up, till my
PlayHey oh wow oh I'm down on my line I'm new in the city I'm lost in the world I'm up in the woods Down for the night, down for the night Who will survive in America? I'm building a still
PlayTo get your head lumped in You keep flappin' those gums You don't know what it's like Like you the boss But just when I'm wrong 'Cause you don't want none U N to the D E A D You should check your chin Oh no you don't know what it's like
PlayLove isn't good enough And the waves in the sea They slip away just like me So let go, oh You weren't good enough Only dark hearts (You're vicious now, yeah you're vicious now!) Waking up I don't feel alive How fucked up are we inside
PlayShe's a good girl She feels so good La la la la la la la la la la la (Oh yeah, woo) She's such a good girl She's got a family in Carolina So far away, but she says I remind her of home Feeling oh so far from home
PlayIt's a bring your own booze contribution We got beer and good old boys, good old girls Gettin' backwards in a backwoods world Sunday morning we'll have a get-right reunion Oh, but tonight it's on, pass the jar around Get so far gone we come unwound We
PlayAy, yea yea yea, Wa ooh ooh Ay, yea yea yea, Wa wooh ooh Ay, yea yea yea, Wa wooh ooh Back in penitentiary Long gone misery Left me alone, I grew up Amongst the mad breed
PlayTwo-step (Oh, yeah, uh, oh, yeah) Uh (Woo, woo), no Master P (Ayy) One bad bitch look like a masterpiece (Uh) Ice chain, pure water (Ice, ice, ice) Ten bad bitches and they after me (Bad) Big drip, what you call it? (Big drip, yeah) You got the cash, but
PlayAnd different strokes for different folks And so on and so on and scooby dooby doo I am everyday people, yeah yeah Oh sha sha we got to live together Sometimes I'm right and I can be wrong My own beliefs are in my song The butcher, the banker, the
PlayWell my mama she didn't 'low me, just to stay out all night long, oh Lord Well my mama didn't 'low me, just to stay out all night long I didn't care what she didn't 'low, I would Boogie-woogie When I first came to town people, I was walkin' down Hastings
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