Ripped Velvet Lyrics

Ouija Macc

Gutterwater

Lyrics to Ripped Velvet
Ay ay ay
Wait wait wait
Yeah yeah aye aye

What what
Coming strong hoe
Money long hoe
Nowison hoe
Yeah coming strong hoe
Money long hoe
Yeah Yea coming strong hoe
Money long hoe
Yeah nowison how
Nowison hoe

You done fucked up having a baby gangsta hangin' round a psychopathic now the hatchet be the squad hoe
Basketball shorts and a gold chain hangin' with the AK shootin' like Rondo
Spray a motherfucca right in front of all his homies talkin' shit you better tell em bring a poncho
Yee ain't talkin' bout moves and I ain't got a minute not a motherfuccin' second for the convo
Let ya know ya fuccin' with a shooter all a shooter every needed was a motherfuccin' arms hoe
Yo baby momma my side hoe
Ouija got so many side hoe
Ima just fucc her with mine though
She succ my dicc while I slide though
Ouija got so many side hoe
Ima just fucc her with mine hol up
Move it
How the fucc the young boy do it
How the fucc the young boy do it
Hol up move it
How the fucc the young boy do it
How the fucc the young boy do it
Hol up move it
How the fucc the young boy do it
How the fucc the young boy do it
Hol' up move it
See the way the young boy do it
Ain't a god damn thing to it

Coming strong hoe
Money long hoe
Nowison hoe
Yeah coming strong hoe
Money long hoe
Yeah Yea coming strong hoe
Money long hoe
Yeah nowison how
Nowison hoe

Hol up move it
How the fucc the young boy do it
How the fucc the young boy do it
Hol up move it
How the fucc the young boy do it
How the fucc the young boy do it
Hol up move it
How the fucc the young boy do it
How the fucc the young boy do it
Hol up move it
See the way the young boy do it
Ain't a god damn thing to it

Hol' up Hol' up one of these fucc boy roll up
We gon' put a bullet in they mullet hol up move it
Flexing buddy you don't wanna do it
You'll be out here dripping on ya fluid hol' up hol' up
One of these fucc boy roll up
You gon' get a hole that never close up
Hol up
Move it
See the way the young boy do it
Whole damn fam go stupid (stupid)
Sponges ain't enough little hoe cause the sauce too thicc mothafucca can't soak it up (splash)
Pour a little something for the trashgang
Pour a little something for the juggalos
For the thuggalos
For the bad hoes
For the trap boys deep in the bungalows
Tell Trump Ima laugh when his death will come
Got the heat up on my belly like a cummerbund

Hol up move it
How the fucc the young boy do it
How the fucc the young boy do it
Hol up move it
How the fucc the young boy do it
How the fucc the young boy do it
Hol up move it
How the fucc the young boy do it
How the fucc the young boy do it
Hol up move it
See the way the young boy do it
Ain't a god damn thing to it

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