CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Try Ya Luck, Pt. 2*

(Is this Glvck?)
Yeah

Whole lotta–, whole lotta Woo
Up that Choo then you get boomed
Got a baddie, she know how to–, uh
I got a baddie, she makin' it move, like
Whole lotta–, whole lotta Woo
I see a dizzy, we makin' him snooze, yeah
I keep a tan in my belt
It's gettin' hot, wet him up like Phelps
She a freak, let me spit on her tip
She suckin' my d**k while I'm rubbin' her clit
Get [?] walkin' down that strip
Up Choo or you Choo back, you gettin' hit
When I throw [?] them n***as dead
In my bag, got me talkin' my sh*t
Knockers on me, I walk with a limp, like
Baddie on my body, she want the d**k, likе

Gllah-gllah, she movin' them hips
Like thе way that she movin' it, yeah
Like the way that she movin' 'em hips, like
Like the way that you movin' your waist
Shorty a baddie, there ain't no debate
Like the way that you movin' your waist
Got that Put-That-Lil'-****-In-The-Place
Talk hot, get shot in your face
I got the [?], like
New G, this clip extended
All of this pain got me feelin' demented
Dig in a Bimmer, hope I don't bent it
She [?], I highly recommend it
F**k all the opp n***as, we like Splinter
Spin that block, put that boy in a blender, gllah
I got a baddie, huh, she told me, "Bend it", gllah, gllah
She told me, "Bend it"
She met the Woo, said I get her wetter, gllah, gllah
She told me, "Bend it"
Shorty a baddie, I can't forget it, gllah, gllah
I can't forget it, move them hips like a propeller, like
Like-like a propeller, like move them hips like a propeller, like
Like-like a propeller, move the–, like-like a propeller, gllah, gllah
I'm a star, like, like-like Interstellar, gllah, gllah
Like Interstellar, I'm a star like Interstellar
Whole lotta–, whole lotta Woo
Up that Choo then you get boomed
Got a baddie, she know how to–, uh
I got a baddie, she makin' it move, like
Whole lotta–, whole lotta Woo
I see a dizzy, we makin' him snooze, yeah
I keep a tan in my belt
It's gettin' hot, wet him up like Phelps
She a freak, let me spit on her tip
She suckin' my d**k while I'm rubbin' her clit
Get [?] walkin' down that strip
Up Choo or you Choo back, you gettin' hit
When I throw [?] them n***as dead
In my bag, got me talkin' my sh*t
Knockers on me, I walk with a limp, like
Baddie on my body, she want the d**k, like
Whole lotta–, whole lotta Woo
Up that Choo then you get boomed

Like, pop out the cut, I'ma blitz
N***as write cap and they diss but they never on sh*t
Two chops in the whip, thirty shots in the clip
First up, run up get hit in his shh
Thirty clip on my hip [?] don't trip
give her a Perc', start shakin' that sh*t
Hit from the back, know I'm breakin' that b*t*h
Like, [?]