WHIM WHAMIEE Lyrics by PLUTO & Sexyy Red
Scram, bam, don’t we do it big? (Jai on the beat)
And we iced like a food cup, *** get’s it in
Tell ’em, wham, bam, dog, we the ***
We right hand cookin’ and we know to flip the grill (Zaytoven)
Tell ’em—
Big Pluto, ***, like, what the ***?
Slidin’ down Ashby with the brew, you know we deep as *** (We deep as ***, ho)
He want me bad, heard he a duck, can’t get no coochie out the queen, put some Lulu on this butt (Lululemon)
*** a scram, we gettin’ money
Fresh to death when I pop out, ho, you forever lookin’ funny (You lookin’ funny, ho)
Free pickin’, ***, I’m with the gang, called up bro, somethin’ like a choir, they gon’ let them Dracos sing (Gra-da-da-da)
Whim, wham, ***, you burnt out (Yo)
Whim, wham, oh, ***, I’m turnt now (Oh ***, I’m turnt)
Catchin’ plays, stay out the way (Mhm)
That’s my type, I’m tryna ***, ***, and right now (Right now)
Yeah, we gettin’ money (Huh)
Yeah, we gettin’ pape’ (For sure)
Shake that ass, hit a split, throw that wham all in his face
We forever gettin’ money, you forever gon’ be mad
Somethin’ like BunnaB, ’cause her *** dropped the bag
Shake that ass, ho (Shake that ass), whim, whamie
Go get a bag, ho (Uh-huh, uh-huh), ’cause you don’t scare me (Uh-huh, ho)
Shake that ass, ho, whim, whamie (Huncho Pluto)
Go get a bag ho, ’cause you don’t scare me (Uh, uh, yeah)
It’s Sexyy
Bi-Bi-Big Sexyy, like ***, what the ***?
I been thuggin’ since a baby, came out the womb throwin’ up blood (North side)
You wanna *** with Big Sexyy? Then you gotta get them bucks
Can’t get no coochie out this hoochie (Nope, nope), put some Truey on this butt (True Religion)
W-we them *** in the city (Whim, wham)
Yeah, I know these hoes ain’t ***’ with me (Nope; whim, wham)
Petite lil’ *** and I’m pretty (Whim, wham)
I’m with my *** gettin’ litty
Se-Sexyy gettin’ money (Yeah)
Sexyy gettin’ paid (You know it)
Shake my nyash, show that coochie, throwin’ bloods all in his face (On Blood)
I’m forever gon’ be that ***, I’m forever gon’ chase a bag
I-I like shittin’ on these *** ’cause I know it make them mad (North side)
Shake that ass, ho (On my granny)
Shake that ass, ho (Ain’t got no ***, nope)
Shake that ass, ho (I smell like candy, damn)
Shake that ass, ho (They think I’m scammy)
Sexyy (On Blood)
Yeah, we gettin’ money
Yeah, we gettin’ pape’
Shake that ass, hit a split (Let’s go), throw that wham all in his face (Whim, wham)
We forever gettin’ money, you forever gon’ be mad
Somethin’ like BunnaB, ’cause her *** dropped the bag
Shake that ass, ho, whim, whamie
I said, uh— you don’t scare me
Shake that ass, ho, whim, whamie (Huncho PLUTO)
Go get a bag ho, ’cause you don’t scare me