"Whoopty" lyrics
[DJ Drama:]
(Well Done)
Well Done Fever
Shout out to CJ
You know niggas couldn't wait to get busy on this one (Fever)
[Tyga:]
Whoopty, peel off the top on the Coup D (Woo)
Your wife ain't your bitch, she my groupie (Hah, hah)
Zip it, suck it up, Suzy (ay)
Pocket full of that loose leaf (ay)
[?] zoovie
On the jet, don't be choosy (Don't)
Need a bad bitch, not a goofy, get looney (Woo)
I'm a bad bunny, got Spanish money and a chopper running
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 (Yea)
I got bands on me like it's taped on me (Yea)
Yeah, swish army, got the blade on me (Bah)
You crazy, homie
Blue cheese, the way I'm dressing I'm styling (Stylin')
Nigga I'm cold like Tommy (Tommy), Pam, Gina & Martin (Martin)
Sitting at the top you can find me (Find me)
Try to tie me down, untie me (-Tie me)
Twin bitches like they're Siamese (Siam-)
And my money straight nigga, no crease
Ben Baller piece and my chain eat
And my diamonds dance like Amari (ay)
In Malibu with a Barbie (ay)
On my wish list, she's been naughty (ay)
Nobu in your body (Body)
Fucking bitches is my hobby (Hobby)
Bitches waiting in the lobby (Lobby)
Bitches, too late to say sorry (Sorry), oh (Fever)
My jewels bright, my tiger bite
I'm camo'd up, Major Pain (Pain)
I touchdown in the 305, man them bitches know how to make it rain (Rain)
Don't use my name in vain (Vain)
My mask on like Bane (Bane)
I skrrt off, I'm a star
They say I'm out of my lane
Whoopty (Whoopty), peel off the top on the Coup D (Woo)
Your wife ain't your bitch, she my groupie (Bih)
Zip it, suck it up, Suzy
Pocket full of that loose leaf (ay)
[?] zoovie (ay)
On the jet, don't be choosy
Need a bad bitch, not a goofy, get looney
I'm a bad bunny, got Spanish money and chopper running
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 (Yea)
And the Patek fitted like it's made for me (Yea)
I got bands on me like it's taped on me (ay)
Yeah, swish army, got the blade on me (ay)
You crazy, homie (Ah!)
Well Done (Bih), Fever
(Well Done)
Well Done Fever
Shout out to CJ
You know niggas couldn't wait to get busy on this one (Fever)
[Tyga:]
Whoopty, peel off the top on the Coup D (Woo)
Your wife ain't your bitch, she my groupie (Hah, hah)
Zip it, suck it up, Suzy (ay)
Pocket full of that loose leaf (ay)
[?] zoovie
On the jet, don't be choosy (Don't)
Need a bad bitch, not a goofy, get looney (Woo)
I'm a bad bunny, got Spanish money and a chopper running
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 (Yea)
I got bands on me like it's taped on me (Yea)
Yeah, swish army, got the blade on me (Bah)
You crazy, homie
Blue cheese, the way I'm dressing I'm styling (Stylin')
Nigga I'm cold like Tommy (Tommy), Pam, Gina & Martin (Martin)
Sitting at the top you can find me (Find me)
Try to tie me down, untie me (-Tie me)
Twin bitches like they're Siamese (Siam-)
And my money straight nigga, no crease
Ben Baller piece and my chain eat
And my diamonds dance like Amari (ay)
In Malibu with a Barbie (ay)
On my wish list, she's been naughty (ay)
Nobu in your body (Body)
Fucking bitches is my hobby (Hobby)
Bitches waiting in the lobby (Lobby)
Bitches, too late to say sorry (Sorry), oh (Fever)
My jewels bright, my tiger bite
I'm camo'd up, Major Pain (Pain)
I touchdown in the 305, man them bitches know how to make it rain (Rain)
Don't use my name in vain (Vain)
My mask on like Bane (Bane)
I skrrt off, I'm a star
They say I'm out of my lane
Whoopty (Whoopty), peel off the top on the Coup D (Woo)
Your wife ain't your bitch, she my groupie (Bih)
Zip it, suck it up, Suzy
Pocket full of that loose leaf (ay)
[?] zoovie (ay)
On the jet, don't be choosy
Need a bad bitch, not a goofy, get looney
I'm a bad bunny, got Spanish money and chopper running
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 (Yea)
And the Patek fitted like it's made for me (Yea)
I got bands on me like it's taped on me (ay)
Yeah, swish army, got the blade on me (ay)
You crazy, homie (Ah!)
Well Done (Bih), Fever
