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Tyga - Whoopty Lyrics



Tyga - Whoopty Lyrics
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[ Featuring DJ Drama ]

(Well Done)
Well Done Fever
Shout out to CJ (yeah)
You know niggas couldn't wait to get busy on this one

Hah
Whoopty, peel off the top on the Coupe D (woo)
You're wifin' that bitch, she my groupie (hah, hah)
Zipper, suck it up, Suzy (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Pocket full of that loose leaf
Animal, make a zoovie (hah)
On the jet, don't be choosy (no)
Need a bad bitch, not a goofy, get looney
I'm a bad bunny, got Spanish money and a chopper runnin'
I know Kevin Hart, but ain't shit funny
Business from the start, can't take it from me
And I know you hate it, I'ma make you love me
And the Patek fitted like it's made for me (yeah)
I got bands on me like it's taped on me (yeah)
Yeah, swish army, got the blade on me
Go crazy homie

Blue cheese, they way I'm dressin' I'm stylin' (stylin')
Nigga I'm cold like Tommy (Tommy)
Pam, Gina and Martin (Martin)
Sittin' at the top you can find me
Try to tie me down, untie me
Twin bitches like they're Siamese
And my money straight nigga, no crease
Ben Baller piece and my chain eat
And my diamonds dance like Amari (ayy)
Hit Malibu with a Barbie (ayy)
On my wish list, she's been naughty (ayy)
Nobu in your body (body)
F*ckin' bitches is my hobby (hobby)
Bitches waitin' in the lobby (lobby)
Bitch it's too late to say sorry (sorry), oh
My jewels bright, my tiger bite
I'm camo'd up, Major Pain (Pain)
I touchdown in the 305
Man them bitches know I make it rain (rain)
Don't use my name in vain (vain)
My mask on like Bane (Bane)
I skrrt off, I'm on Star Island
They say I'm out my lane

Whoopty (whoopty)
Peel off the top on the Coupe D (woo)
You're wifin' that bitch, she my groupie (bih)
Zipper, suck it up, Suzy (hah, hah)
Pocket full of that loose leaf (ayy)
Animal, make a zoovie (ayy)
On the jet, don't be choosy
Need a bad bitch, not a goofy (no), get looney
I'm a bad bunny, got Spanish money and a chopper runnin'
I know Kevin Hart, but ain't shit funny (nah)
Business from the start, can't take it from me
And I know you hate it, I'ma make you love me (yeah)
And the Patek fitted like it's made for me (yeah)
I got bands on me like it's taped on me (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Yeah, swish army, got the blade on me
You crazy homie (hah)

Well Done (bitch)
Fever
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(Well Done)
Well Done Fever
Shout out to CJ (yeah)
You know niggas couldn't wait to get busy on this one

Hah
Whoopty, peel off the top on the Coupe D (woo)
You're wifin' that bitch, she my groupie (hah, hah)
Zipper, suck it up, Suzy (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Pocket full of that loose leaf
Animal, make a zoovie (hah)
On the jet, don't be choosy (no)
Need a bad bitch, not a goofy, get looney
I'm a bad bunny, got Spanish money and a chopper runnin'
I know Kevin Hart, but ain't shit funny
Business from the start, can't take it from me
And I know you hate it, I'ma make you love me
And the Patek fitted like it's made for me (yeah)
I got bands on me like it's taped on me (yeah)
Yeah, swish army, got the blade on me
Go crazy homie

Blue cheese, they way I'm dressin' I'm stylin' (stylin')
Nigga I'm cold like Tommy (Tommy)
Pam, Gina and Martin (Martin)
Sittin' at the top you can find me
Try to tie me down, untie me
Twin bitches like they're Siamese
And my money straight nigga, no crease
Ben Baller piece and my chain eat
And my diamonds dance like Amari (ayy)
Hit Malibu with a Barbie (ayy)
On my wish list, she's been naughty (ayy)
Nobu in your body (body)
F*ckin' bitches is my hobby (hobby)
Bitches waitin' in the lobby (lobby)
Bitch it's too late to say sorry (sorry), oh
My jewels bright, my tiger bite
I'm camo'd up, Major Pain (Pain)
I touchdown in the 305
Man them bitches know I make it rain (rain)
Don't use my name in vain (vain)
My mask on like Bane (Bane)
I skrrt off, I'm on Star Island
They say I'm out my lane

Whoopty (whoopty)
Peel off the top on the Coupe D (woo)
You're wifin' that bitch, she my groupie (bih)
Zipper, suck it up, Suzy (hah, hah)
Pocket full of that loose leaf (ayy)
Animal, make a zoovie (ayy)
On the jet, don't be choosy
Need a bad bitch, not a goofy (no), get looney
I'm a bad bunny, got Spanish money and a chopper runnin'
I know Kevin Hart, but ain't shit funny (nah)
Business from the start, can't take it from me
And I know you hate it, I'ma make you love me (yeah)
And the Patek fitted like it's made for me (yeah)
I got bands on me like it's taped on me (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Yeah, swish army, got the blade on me
You crazy homie (hah)

Well Done (bitch)
Fever
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Writer: Michael Stevenson, Tyree Simmons
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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Performed By: Tyga
Featuring: DJ Drama
Length: 2:04
Written by: Michael Stevenson, Tyree Simmons

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