WesWill - Hoop Dreams

Wipe me down, bitch I'm too clean
I'm ballin even though I never had a hoop dream
Got fresh 1's, a white tee and some new jeans
Eight miles an hour
So you can see the couple gleam
Open up my doors
While I count this dough
'Cause you never seen no one this clean before
Ok, my niggas getting paid and it's a hell of a feeling
If looks could kill then I'm a weapon, I ain't gotta conceal it
Riding round in the summer
Baddest chick on the side
If it don't thump when I run it
It get no play in this ride
Hit the homie K and say I need a fresh fade
My money straight and my pockets full like they just ate
I'm in the streets with my dawgs
Hittin plays with my niggas
My ex keep stalking my page
Too bad she fumbled position
My Lil baby say she proud of me
I'm proud of her cause now she certified in Cosmetology
I'm out here bending corners, in yo guts is where I outta be
Working on yo body since the fall, this shit I Gotta see
Ok, them hoes acting bad
They see me switching lanes
You can't spell the Midwest without sayin a nigga name
If it's a function or some money, you know I'm finna slide
It's the summer in this bitch
You know that's when I come alive, on God
Wipe me down, bitch I'm too clean
I'm ballin even though I never had a hoop dream
Got fresh 1's, a white tee and some new jeans
Eight miles an hour
So you can see the couple gleam
Open up my doors
While I count this dough
'Cause you never seen no one this clean before
The world keep spinnin, goin round and round
But ima keep jammin til they hear my sound
Never let them hoe ass niggas ride
That's word to the kings from the underground
I don't know what you came to do
The sky ain't a the limit, man, it's just a view
It's real niggas left but it's just a few
Can't ever let nobody mess up my groove
Don't worry why them women love me
Just know that I got it
You ever seen a candy car? Man that shit is erotic
I used to dream about playin while on ESPN
And now my music is playin all on ESPN
That sun shining, hit that car wash and wipe it down
They was hating on me before, well how you like me now
The Midwest finest go check my resume
Until I'm gone ima shine on you niggas everyday
Wipe me down, bitch I'm too clean
I'm ballin even though I never had a hoop dream
Got fresh 1's, a white tee and some new jeans
Eight miles an hour
So you can see the couple gleam
Open up my doors
While I count this dough
'Cause you never seen no one this clean before

Written by:
Wesley Williams

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