Whoopty NYC (Remix) Lyrics – CJ
CJ
It’s shmovie
Heavy on the SSO ***, man
You know what it is, when you hear that
Loyalty over royalty, y’all niggas know the vibes (Pxcoyo killed this beat, ***)
Haan
Your favorite rapper is back out (Who that?)
On *** with his ass out, ha (Sueco, this is fire)
(Yessirski)
Whoopty
Remix, it’s a movie (Haan)
Showin’ me the box like Boosie
She jump off the Vert like Uzi (For what?)
Blue cheese, hunnids, hunnids, blue cheese (Hunnids, hunnids)
Model face like Karrueche
Make up like Jeezy and Gucci (Brr)
I flow like Big with the Coogi (Baby)
Swagged out, I’ma ride on ’em ’til they let Max out (Sleezy)
Favorite rapper back out
On that *** with his ass out (Ha)
(Sleezys) You know I’m back with the Sleezys (Sleezys)
My neck full of Fiji (Fiji)
King of New York, out of PC (Haan)
Back on my ***, AR with a full clip
FDR with a new whip
Send her to DR for a new hip
We up on the opps like two-zip (Baow)
I’m Larry David’s own Webster
Get rid of weight, light flex
Yeah, Salt Bae with the chef
Breaking Bad with the ***
French McGregor with the left
Whoopty
***, I’m outside, it’s a movie (Whoopty) (Huh)
Blue cheese, I swear I’m addicted to blue cheese
I gotta stick to this paper like loose leaf (Huh)
***, I’m ’bout my chicken like it’s a two-piece
You can have your *** back, she a groupie
She just swallowed all my kids in the two-seat (Gang)
Swagged out
For Milly, we bringing them gats out
I still got some racks stuffed in the trap house (Gang, gang)
Off the ’42, I’m blowing her back out (Blowing her back out)
I’m back on my ***, spin back with a full clip
They say I’m movin’ ruthless
And my shooters, they shootin’
I went straight to that Ruth’s Chris (And my shooters, they shootin’, ayy)
It’s shmovie (Huh?)
Salute me or shoot me (Baow, baow, baow)
Don’t let me skrrt skrrt with your groupie in the two seat (In the skrrt, skrrt, what?)
Pour up four in the toolie
Who he? (Come on now)
Bust down, *** icy
They don’t like me, fight me (Fight me)
Pulled up shittin’ with his wifey (With his wifey)
Came a long way from bustin’ Nikes (Bustin’ Nikes)
Bust down Patek, precisely (Precisely)
And this *** come, *** pricey (*** what?)
She like how I talk, spicy (She like how I walk)
Drip when I walk, Spike Lee (Drip when I walk)
Louboutin, not no Nikes (Huh?)
Free [?] (Uh), huh
Christian Dior when I walk (When I walk)
I got the grip on the tool (On the tool)
I came in here with the Hawk (Baow, baow)
Who the *** is the king of New York? (Who is that?)
Give a *** ’bout the king of New York (We don’t)
They’ll *** the king of New York (Gang)
Whoopty
***, I’m outside, it’s a movie (Whoopty) (Huh)
Blue cheese, I swear I’m addicted to blue cheese
I gotta stick to this paper like loose leaf (Huh)
***, I’m ’bout my chicken like it’s a two-piece
You can have your *** back, she a groupie
She just swallowed all my kids in the two-seat (Gang)
Swagged out
For Milly, we bringing them gats out
I still got some racks stuffed in the trap house (Gang, gang)
Off the ’42, I’m blowing her back out (Blowing her back out)
I’m back on my ***, spin back with a full clip
They say I’m movin’ ruthless
And my shooters, they shootin’
I went straight to that Ruth’s Chris (And my shooters, they shootin’, ayy)
Swagged out
For Milly, we bringing them gats out
I still got some racks stuffed in the trap house
Off the 42, I’m blowing her back out (Blowing her back out)
I’m back on my ***, swing back with a full clip
They say I’m movin’ ruthless
And my shooters, they shootin’
I went straight to that Ruth’s Chris (And my shooters, they shootin’, ayy)
