Thou Wow
Strick
GENRE
[Chorus]
Yeah, high time
Ain't lying, cost a couple thou-wow
Valet park the Lamb', I might just fall out
Pour that drank up, sip that shit like Paul Wall
It's up with all that opps, nah, we can't call out
Yeah, yeah, too much talking online, you should log off
I'm the bomb, I'm in the club with that pow-pow
My bitch pretty and we [?] at the [?] house
[Verse]
Chains on tsunami, we done made our own way up
Straight out the bando, got some hundreds, not a day old
I dropped a couple [?] came through, had the block hot
And now my best friend money count like a robot
I sit down and I got richer than they thought
I'm the alien, could probably read your thoughts
She so gorgeous, I can't let her window shop
From Carolina, but my necklace on New York
Wе put tints on the rides
Sometimеs we can't let 'em see inside the way we live
We put tints on the rides
Sometimes we can't let 'em see inside
[Chorus]
Yeah, high time
Ain't lying, cost a couple thou-wow
Valet park the Lamb', I might just fall out
Pour that drank up, sip that shit like Paul Wall
It's up with all that opps, nah, we can't call out
Yeah, yeah, too much talking online, you should log off
I'm the bomb, I'm in the club with that pow-pow
My bitch pretty and we [?] at the [?] house
Yeah, high time
Ain't lying, cost a couple thou-wow
Valet park the Lamb', I might just fall out
Pour that drank up, sip that shit like Paul Wall
It's up with all that opps, nah, we can't call out
Yeah, yeah, too much talking online, you should log off
I'm the bomb, I'm in the club with that pow-pow
My bitch pretty and we [?] at the [?] house
[Verse]
Chains on tsunami, we done made our own way up
Straight out the bando, got some hundreds, not a day old
I dropped a couple [?] came through, had the block hot
And now my best friend money count like a robot
I sit down and I got richer than they thought
I'm the alien, could probably read your thoughts
She so gorgeous, I can't let her window shop
From Carolina, but my necklace on New York
Wе put tints on the rides
Sometimеs we can't let 'em see inside the way we live
We put tints on the rides
Sometimes we can't let 'em see inside
[Chorus]
Yeah, high time
Ain't lying, cost a couple thou-wow
Valet park the Lamb', I might just fall out
Pour that drank up, sip that shit like Paul Wall
It's up with all that opps, nah, we can't call out
Yeah, yeah, too much talking online, you should log off
I'm the bomb, I'm in the club with that pow-pow
My bitch pretty and we [?] at the [?] house
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