Black Rob – Whoa! Lyrics

Whoa! Lyrics by Black Rob

[Intro]
I’m getting ready to put y’all up on something, man
Yo, when you see something ill, know what I mean?
That shit is whoa, anything ill you see is whoa
Nigga, have a big 6 at the curb, that’s whoa
Especially if he got the fully equipped kit on it, it’s whoa
Like you know what I mean? Like, yo

[Verse 1]
I had this bad bitch Uptown, she was whoa
Had me fucked up in the head, I mean whoa
Bought the bitch diamonds and pearls, I mean whoa
Shoulda seen them shits shining on her wrist, whoa
Now money ain’t a problem, see my dough is like whoa
Pulled out my bankroll on y’all niggas like whoa
Floss the blue shrimp from two-tenth like whoa
Faggot wanna peep my blueprints, I’m like whoa
Had to hit the brakes on y’all niggas like whoa
Niggas getting pulled on my block like whoa
Coming home within a half an hour like whoa
Fronting like they had the manpower like whoa
More or less, Moreso
[Chorus]
I’ll rip your torso, I live the fast life
Come through in the Porsche slow like whoa
My niggas, like dough, light ‘dro
Nitro, might flow, nice clothes like whoa

[Verse 2]
Ease pain with cocaine like whoa
Now I’m Doc Strange in the Range like whoa
Hundred miles an hour, switching lanes like whoa
Plus I’m getting brain from this chick like whoa
Finger near a nigga asshole like whoa
Scene floss riches and bitches like whoa
99 Jag Benz Coupe like whoa
Keep them cheese lines on your blocks like whoa
Grenade through your window bitch, like whoa
Love to see me do this shit, like whoa
Niggas put me through this shit, like whoa
So I’mma go toe-to-toe, blow-for-blow like whoa

[Chorus]
I’ll rip your torso, I live the fast life
Come through in the Porsche slow like whoa
My niggas, like dough, light ‘dro
Nitro, might flow, nice clothes like whoa

[Verse 3]
We bag it, then flip it like whoa
Cars we jack it then strip it like whoa
Fully equip it, front to back, like whoa
Spitting on fiends that come for crack like whoa
Asking for shorts and shit, nigga like whoa
Half on his crunk, now nigga, that’s whoa
Flow so properly you’ll see I’m whoa
Ain’t no stopping me, I’m deep like whoa
Guns be popping, B, we creep like whoa
Hear my name in these streets, it’s like whoa
Must I pound the concrete like whoa
Fill his bitch ass, head to feet like whoa
Your man ain’t whoa, the judge ain’t whoa
C.O’s ain’t whoa, P.O’s ain’t whoa
Play y’all self, I get the G.I. Joe
D-I-C, K riders ain’t whoa

[Chorus]
I’ll rip your torso, I live the fast life
Come through in the Porsche slow like whoa
My niggas, like dough, light ‘dro
Nitro, might flow, nice clothes like whoa

[Verse 4]
Niggas getting money in VA is whoa
Honies looking right in ATL is whoa
Niggas pimping hoes in Chi-Town is whoa
Bitches taking paper in L.A. is whoa
Niggas stacking dough in D.C. is whoa
P.R. D.R. hold me down like whoa
Ballers in Detroit hold me down like whoa
Niggas in New Orleans getting money is whoa
Boston and Jersey, mothafuckas is whoa
Florida niggas and Philly niggas is whoa
Tampa and Texas, Cleveland is whoa
Memphis and Lil’ Rock, my niggas is whoa
Panama niggas they hold me down like whoa
My New York peoples they hold me down like whoa
Bad Boy nigga, word is bond, we whoa
Alumni bitches, word is bond, we whoa
N.C, S.C., mothafuckas is whoa
My nigga Buckwild, word is bond he whoa
[Outro]
And that’s just how the story go
And whoever I forgot on this shit is, whoa
8th Street, Life Story, Petey P, that nigga
The beat I got from big Buckwild is whoa
That nigga Black Rob on the mic is whoa
My whole fucking flow on the mic is whoa