Woo Cha

Meet me on Essex, flexing on a bitch with a message
I can ask don see your necklace
Anti-depressants, anti-oppressive
Fill up my flask with my anti-refreshments
Yes, I’m young stoner, I could fuck a girl pro bono
Pro bo nono, sound class somo
Nice slow usher on a low though
I’m playing in xx2 with all alone though
I’m a star, I stroke my hand solo
Your whole proof whack, slap your man todo
Crash your stage cut your microphone
Pull my long john out and prepare for my solo
No homo, so homo
I lurk the streets with no moto
The girls vodka like Miguel Dodo
It takes like lago del gogo
My knees bruise from the force ex
My mom said that my room was like a horse nest
I pound flesh like a vortex
She laid down and took a breath like scorlex
Wax on, wax off, you get more wax
Big balls and a four sack
Bitches waiting by my door mat
We gonna let them bitches in or what man
We got here and waiting all day man, what the fuck
WOO CHA, WOO CHA, slow down
WOO CHA, WOO CHA, slow down
WOO CHA, WOO CHA, slow down
Slow down
Erectile dysfunction, time to put my junk through your junction
Start animal production, fuck wits on that fuck shit
You fuck with it, I like your lips
Can you suck with it?
I jerk off so much I’m mile perfective
Sex is addictive, this weed is so hectic
I fornicate and I wreck shit
My dick game is dyslexic
And your cost out friend, she can get it too
She be looking at me while she looking at you
Walking down bushwick sipping on a brew
Fucked up tryina play it cool
Walking to your house like it’s set of jews
But real smooth, like I won this motherfucker
Cause bitch I do, bitch I do
I’m sicker than those 2 chicks eating all the poop
And I fucked that too!
WOO CHA, WOO CHA, slow down
WOO CHA, WOO CHA, slow down
WOO CHA, WOO CHA, slow down
Slow down