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Woo sh*t*
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Polo G
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Lyrics from Snippet Look I'm downtown Chicago, on Michigan Ave with Polo and we on some woo sh*t I go for the sex with bad b*t*h, and we both feelin’ ruthless If I see an opp in the spot, I look him in his face like "You ain't gon' do sh*t" Sources, too late, headshot, clueless They fell in love with the movement I see an opp in the room and "Bow" You get the money and calm in confusion Don’t try and teach me n***a, I know what I'm doin' Bob, Bobby, uh, uh, saw me and started shootin' Big dough, goofin', snowflake, coolin', ay, ay, ay I get the money and dip I don't go to war 'less I’m fully equipped, uh Everywhere I go, I’m good with a b*t*h, ayy, ayy I got a fast switch, showin' that he past grip I see you smokin’ on my n***as, 'cause that be your last spliff Kill the women, he do mad hits Turn my b*t*h into a bad b*t*h Droppin' sumo like I'm Madlib All I did was give him adlibs, ayy, ayy, ayy Too rough and know how to play, uh After the show, that’s out of state I make them b*t*hes go right out of the way I'm downtown Chicago, on Michigan Ave with Polo and we on some woo sh*t I go for the sex with bad b*t*h, and we both feelin' ruthless If I see an opp in the spot, I look him in his face like "You ain't gon' do sh*t" Sources, too late, headshot, clueless They fell in love with the movement I see an opp in the room and "Bow" You get the money and calm in confusion Don't try and teach me n***a, I know what I'm doin' Bob, Bobby, uh, uh, saw me and started shootin' Big dough, goofin', snowflake, coolin', ay, ay, ay I just took the gas in New York with the gang and we on some woo sh*t And we really outside, and my crew lit We too deep, ain't nobody gon' do sh*t If it's a problem, my young n***a shoot sh*t In the field, we took more than a few plays Mike Amiri jeans full of goose strips I might get frostbite, all this ice on me Tell him stitch me a new wrist I just dropped ten racks up in Louis I spend like a bail on my new kick Make a hater throw up, 'cause my coupe sick I can't f**k on that ho, 'cause I'm too rich Make a hater throw up, 'cause my coupe sick I can't f**k on that ho, 'cause I'm too rich Look I'm downtown Chicago, on Michigan Ave with Polo and we on some woo sh*t I go for the sex with bad b*t*h, and we both feelin' ruthless If I see an opp in the spot, I look him in his face like "You ain't gon' do sh*t" Sources, too late, headshot, clueless They fell in love with the movement I see an opp in the room and "Bow" You get the money and calm in confusion Don't try and teach me n***a, I know what I'm doin' Bob, Bobby, uh, uh, saw me and started shootin' Big dough, goofin', snowflake, coolin', ay, ay, ay
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