Joe the Truth - Woah

I got fruit loops in my diamonds woah
Bad bitch from the islands woah
Drinking something I cant describe it woah
Smoking something that aint silent woah
Shop stay open dont close woah
Keep it real wit ya no clone woah
Tell ya hoe hit up my phone woah
Whip a nigga like im on the stove woah
Crack flow like im in the bowl
Crackin up cuz these niggas trolls
Never snitched stuck to the code
Never bitched up on my bros
Play around get you folded like clothes
Play pussy you can fucked like a hoe
Shit I put myself in the street life
I got 2 but you only get three strikes
When I was in the can I didnt really give a damn
Just know when I get out Im going ham
Driving real fast like Im sitting in a Lamb
Joking all the time like Martin on Pam
Ill come see you if you short me a gram
If you try to tax then I'm calling Uncle Sam
If you try to flex call my nigga with the blam
Im gone hit the gas like Im in a dodge ram
Disrespect a nigga you can get your ass hit up
Aint got to be Christmas you can get your ass lit up
Eating too much bread I done got the hiccups
If she aint bad she she cant even get my dick up
HGE til a nigga get sick of it
Yeah we all dogs so I tell my niggas sick em
Got my paws dirty so I might just have to lick em
Nigga got drums better put up that lil gun
I got fruit loops in my diamonds woah
Bad bitch from the islands woah
Drinking something I cant describe it woah
Smoking something that aint silent woah
Shop stay open dont close woah
Keep it real wit ya no clone woah
Tell ya hoe hit up my phone woah
Whip a nigga like im on the stove woah
Whip a nigga like Im on the stove
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Might just have to hit him with the soda
Might just give the bitch the cold shoulder
Hit her with dick like a boulder
I be in the gutter like Im bowling
Hit her from the back wonder why her ass swollen
Flow so original no wonder why they stole it
Game aint free so no wonder why I sold it
Niggas scared of jail so no wonder why he told it
Said I was her X so no wonder why she rolling
Put it in she say that she feel it in her colon
Treat the bitch like McDonalds how she staying open
I be in that water it be feeling like Im floating
Big drink water really looking like the ocean
Folks be slick like you putting on some lotion
They be coming round when you eating like some roaches
See you getting money they dont want none that some hoe shit
Put my niggas in the game dog I be coaching
Bitch Im from the M so you know I be roasting
Real ass nigga hell naw I aint boasting
Riding real slow fuck the police Im coasting
Roll up this loud next thing I be floating
Pour up this drank next thing I be stroking
Gas bag the only thing I be smoking
I got fruit loops in my diamonds woah
Bad bitch from the islands woah
Drinking something I cant describe it woah
Smoking something that aint silent woah
Shop stay open dont close woah
Keep it real wit ya no clone woah
Tell ya hoe hit up my phone woah
Whip a nigga like im on the stove woah
I got fruit loops in my diamonds woah
Bad bitch from the islands woah
Drinking something I cant describe it woah
Smoking something that aint silent woah
Shop stay open dont close woah
Keep it real wit ya no clone woah
Tell ya hoe hit up my phone woah
Whip a nigga like im on the stove woah

Written by:
Joe Green

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