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Woods

Genres: Hip-Hop

Kream Lyrics - Woods

Bunten (Verse 1) 

 

Look at the flick of that wrist 

Top dog keep it lit 

Steady mobbing for the clique 

We living the life without paying the rent 

We bout it bout it 

We bout to make the fucking room get rowdy 

Grab a body 

Pull a shawty 

Reel her in like hey ho howdy 

Wassup 

My team about the cream 

We bout to run up 

Like gat gat 

Like blat blat 

We running shit and we pop hats 

That's savage 

You mad bitch 

And our shit ain't that average 

I grab that and I take this 

We the real shit 

No catfish 

You blacklist and you hate boy 

Im just bout that cake boy 

Caucas boy like Oh No 

Woods and me bout to go pro 

The whole crew 

That lethal pack 

They tight boy like a snap back 

I flasback from a long break 

Like everybody say you sound great 

But I do not feel the same way 

Till I make it rain 

On that one day like Whoo Yeah 

You know that we turnt 

We hop in the ride and we bout to go skert 

Yeah that's that work 

Yo I'm cliqued up and that shit spray 

Yo shit jam on a good day 

I get paid and i get laid 

I guess that I got everything 

I'm blessed uhh 

Never stress uhh 

Go get that vest son 

Blow! 

 

Woods, The Mighty (Verse 2) 

 

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Told my crew I would die for this shit 

Everybody wanna ride with the kid 

Bunten find a beat I vibe with it 

Use to be up in the garage with it 

Now we cooking up that dope shit 

From a phone booth on my super shit 

Spitting out them microwaves 

Yeah me and my crew we can nuke a bitch 

And we kicking that ether 

Yeah 

Bout to start charging for features 

Better go check on the meter 

Yeah we all the way up 

Never could do this enough 

Never catch me in a bluff 

Body the beat get the rug 

I'm charged up hit the plug 

You drop shit you a dud 

I never go up in the club 

But I got bangers like I'm into guns 

You really with the shit 

But I got it though we sauced up 

This is the product I'm so sick 

Think I need me a hospital 

Living this life 

Yeah we living this life 

But you isn't bout it though 

One of the funds don't work for the pot of gold 

We bout to blow like a bomb and you gotta know 

Yeah I am the Mighty 

We is the clique 

And we got the fire 

Aye no one can deny it 

Yeah we the new pirates 

We the new 

We the new new new clique 

Coming with the new new shit 

You the bottom of the food chain 

You a god damn sheep an 

We just got the new new brain 

You a bootleg 

You a poop stain 

You a a too lame 

Fu fu lame 

You got no game and.. 

Uhh 

 

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