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FSU Video (MV)




Performed By: Waycool
Language: English
Length: 3:10
Written by: Jaime Dixon, Jordan Kelman, Joshua Dillon




Waycool - FSU Lyrics




Let's do it
Yeah

Eenie miney moe
I need me more, I need like 4 of them
Eenie miney moe
A cougar caught me by the toe again
Eenie miney moe
Kiddo, Seago
Yeah that my bro and em
Yeah, Waycool, we going in
Yeah, Waycool, we

(Woohoo)

Ric Flair adlib
Need a lot of o's (Woohoo)
And get it jumping, bitch
Geronimo (Woohoo)
All these women
I think I need more (Woohoo)
And get to picking
Eenie miney moe (Woohoo)
Ric Flair adlib
Need a lot of o's (Woohoo)
And get it jumping, bitch
Geronimo (Woohoo)
All these women
I think I need more (Woohoo)
And get to picking
Eenie miney moe (Woohoo)

Get yo' money and yo' head up
Ain't no tellin', ain't no heads-up
I can't settle, it's a set up
Had to saddle up, giddy up
Get it up, f*ck it up, f*ck shit up

She come to FSU
Ain't no rules
FSU
This shit effortless
We can't lose
FSU

Need a lot of o's (Woohoo)
And get it jumping, bitch
Geronimo (Woohoo)
All these women
I think I need more (Woohoo)
And get to picking
Eenie miney moe (Woohoo)

Kylie, that my brother like a Jenner, like ouu
Kiddo in this bitch, he ain't kiddin' 'round too
Lover not a fighter, he won't make it round two
Free smoke though from the smoke-free crew

I took the bus down, Polar Pop bust down, fill it with ice
Here to run up the check, don't step on my feet, don't ruin my Nikes
Oops, I flex so hard
She call me Tapo, blame my Presto card
She send me a message, I do not type 'cause she not my type

Ayy, making it count in real life, ain't no Snapchat streak
And I'm snapping on that nigga if I see him in the street
Take away his pulse in a heartbeat, I'm fit to like a Harley
Any hard feelings, hardly

Grades degrade me
Degrees deplete my patients they said I ain't shit
Teachers all make me anxious
F*ck your opinions, I want a a million I'm
Worth more than ya millions all of my niggas fine

Need a lot of o's (Woohoo)
And get it jumping, bitch
Geronimo (Woohoo)
All these women
I think I need more (Woohoo)
And get to picking
Eenie miney moe (Woohoo)

Everyday I had to wait
Had to push that shit away
All my hero dropped out
Either that or pushing weight
Issa trap either way
I needs racks I need faith
Niggas snakes
I ain't running less I'm running to the bank

Get yo' money and yo' head up
Ain't no tellin', ain't no heads-up
I can't settle, it's a set up
Had to saddle up, giddy up
Get it up, f*ck it up, f*ck shit up

She come to FSU
(We're here to f*ck shit up, f*ck shit up, f*ck shit up, aye)
Ain't no rules
(We're here to f*ck shit up, f*ck shit up, f*ck shit up, aye)
FSU
(We're here to f*ck shit up, f*ck shit up, f*ck shit up, aye)
This shit effortless
We can't lose
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Let's do it
Yeah

Eenie miney moe
I need me more, I need like 4 of them
Eenie miney moe
A cougar caught me by the toe again
Eenie miney moe
Kiddo, Seago
Yeah that my bro and em
Yeah, Waycool, we going in
Yeah, Waycool, we

(Woohoo)

Ric Flair adlib
Need a lot of o's (Woohoo)
And get it jumping, bitch
Geronimo (Woohoo)
All these women
I think I need more (Woohoo)
And get to picking
Eenie miney moe (Woohoo)
Ric Flair adlib
Need a lot of o's (Woohoo)
And get it jumping, bitch
Geronimo (Woohoo)
All these women
I think I need more (Woohoo)
And get to picking
Eenie miney moe (Woohoo)

Get yo' money and yo' head up
Ain't no tellin', ain't no heads-up
I can't settle, it's a set up
Had to saddle up, giddy up
Get it up, f*ck it up, f*ck shit up

She come to FSU
Ain't no rules
FSU
This shit effortless
We can't lose
FSU

Need a lot of o's (Woohoo)
And get it jumping, bitch
Geronimo (Woohoo)
All these women
I think I need more (Woohoo)
And get to picking
Eenie miney moe (Woohoo)

Kylie, that my brother like a Jenner, like ouu
Kiddo in this bitch, he ain't kiddin' 'round too
Lover not a fighter, he won't make it round two
Free smoke though from the smoke-free crew

I took the bus down, Polar Pop bust down, fill it with ice
Here to run up the check, don't step on my feet, don't ruin my Nikes
Oops, I flex so hard
She call me Tapo, blame my Presto card
She send me a message, I do not type 'cause she not my type

Ayy, making it count in real life, ain't no Snapchat streak
And I'm snapping on that nigga if I see him in the street
Take away his pulse in a heartbeat, I'm fit to like a Harley
Any hard feelings, hardly

Grades degrade me
Degrees deplete my patients they said I ain't shit
Teachers all make me anxious
F*ck your opinions, I want a a million I'm
Worth more than ya millions all of my niggas fine

Need a lot of o's (Woohoo)
And get it jumping, bitch
Geronimo (Woohoo)
All these women
I think I need more (Woohoo)
And get to picking
Eenie miney moe (Woohoo)

Everyday I had to wait
Had to push that shit away
All my hero dropped out
Either that or pushing weight
Issa trap either way
I needs racks I need faith
Niggas snakes
I ain't running less I'm running to the bank

Get yo' money and yo' head up
Ain't no tellin', ain't no heads-up
I can't settle, it's a set up
Had to saddle up, giddy up
Get it up, f*ck it up, f*ck shit up

She come to FSU
(We're here to f*ck shit up, f*ck shit up, f*ck shit up, aye)
Ain't no rules
(We're here to f*ck shit up, f*ck shit up, f*ck shit up, aye)
FSU
(We're here to f*ck shit up, f*ck shit up, f*ck shit up, aye)
This shit effortless
We can't lose
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Writer: Jaime Dixon, Jordan Kelman, Joshua Dillon
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