Tyga-Whodie Lyrics

Tyga-Whodie Lyrics 


[Tyga:]

I just walked in, in the spot with my whodie

Drinkin' champagne over here, not a 40

Shawty wanna come in my section 'cause she know me

Now she all up in my ear, tellin' me she lonely

Go 'head and do that thin' for me

Might just go 'head and throw forty

Readin' all your signs like a story

Gotta go and tell your man that you're sorry


Yeah, I know, you a ten, girl, sittin' in the Porsche seats (Oh)

Yeah I know, put your ass in the floor seats (Oh)

Yeah I know, girl, you cold like the North East (Cold)

On an island in the house, got a whole beach (Cold)

Gettin' bags, yeah, the money gettin' no sleep

Gotta keep you around for a long time

Like an OG, baby, please


I just walked in, in the spot with my whodie

Drinkin' champagne over here, not a 40

Shawty wanna come in my section 'cause she know me

Now she all up in my ear, tellin' me she lonely

Go 'head and do that thin' for me

Might just go 'head and throw forty

Readin' all your signs like a story

Gotta go and tell your man that you're sorry


Go tell 'em

Go tell 'em, go tell 'em, go tell 'em (That you're sorry)

Go tell 'em

Go tell 'em, go tell 'em, go tell 'em (That you're sorry)

Go tell 'em that you're sorry

Yeah


[Lil Tjay:]

Got trust issues, probably why I move shady

I ain't got no problems with you, baby

I be goin' crazy, in the studio daily

Cops tryna knock opp, niggas, tryna fade me

Police better not try to pull me, l be in some fast shit

Got time on my head, I can never love no fast bitch

Got a glass wrist, money to my pockets, mad thick

Gotta guess they wanna see me fold, I can't crash it

VVS just drippin' in the gold, poppin' magic

I just got four milli', should I blow? Should I stack it?

I'ma lit this shit up 'til I'm old or in a casket

I'm that nigga, probably why your hole let me slap it

I'm turnt up in this spot, yeah, we lit

Told 'em bring more bottles, everybody gotta sip

We're gonna go up tonight

Yeah, I'ma show you the light, ah, ah


[Tyga:]

I just walked in, in the spot with my whodie

Drinkin' champagne over here, not a 40

Shawty wanna come in my section 'cause she know me

Now she all up in my ear, tellin' me she lonely

Go 'head and do that thin' for me

Might just go 'head and throw forty

Readin' all your signs like a story

Gotta go and tell your man that you're sorry


Gotta go and tell your man that you're sorry

Yeah, go and tell that nigga that you're sorry

Go tell him, sorry


Go tell him, go tell him, go tell him

Go tell him, go tell him, go tell him

Go tell him, go tell him

Go tell him that you

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