
Yuh Yuh, Woah Cosantana (Ft. Glo)
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[Intro: Cosantana]
Yeah (Shh, phrrt)
Yeah, uh-uh, yeah (Phew)
Uh-uh, yeah (Shh, phew)
Uh-uh, yeah (Shh, phew)
Yeah (Shh, phew)
Uh, yeah (Shh, phew)
[Chorus: Cosantana]
Uh, yeah
I can't do that show, my bro can't bring they guns in (Bring they guns in)
I got bitches calling to me, running to me lunging (Running to me lun')
How much he say that he ran up in a day ain't nothing (Man, that shit ain't none)
I told her invite her friends, and she told me, "They coming" (Coming)
Yeah, woah (Woah)
Yeah, woah (Woah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, woah (Woah)
Yeah, woah (Woah)
Make a bad bitch touch her toes (Touch her toes)
Put a red dot on your nose (Nose)
Headshot, squat, blood on my clothes
Nigga saying that I wanna be him, but how is that possible?
Nobody knows you at all (You at all)
[Verse 1: Cosantana]
Say you a shooter, boy, shoot the ball (Shoot the ball)
Since you a shooter, boy, shoot yo' gun (Shoot yo' gun)
You ain't a shooter, pussy boy, you run (Pussy boy, you run)
You ain't a shooter, niggas, you a track star
He a pussy nigga, he just rap good (He just rap good)
He a pussy nigga, he just act hard
Smoking Backwoods in a backyard (Backwoods in a backyard)
Niggas sliding on they dead mans, they the cap Gods (They the cap Gods)
Niggas lying in they slum, these niggas rap Gods (Niggas rap Gods)
I got out the hood but still hang with the trap guys (Still hang with the trap guys)
I can't trip if that ho leave, I still got bad brides (I still got bad brides)
Yeah (Shh, phrrt)
Yeah, uh-uh, yeah (Phew)
Uh-uh, yeah (Shh, phew)
Uh-uh, yeah (Shh, phew)
Yeah (Shh, phew)
Uh, yeah (Shh, phew)
[Chorus: Cosantana]
Uh, yeah
I can't do that show, my bro can't bring they guns in (Bring they guns in)
I got bitches calling to me, running to me lunging (Running to me lun')
How much he say that he ran up in a day ain't nothing (Man, that shit ain't none)
I told her invite her friends, and she told me, "They coming" (Coming)
Yeah, woah (Woah)
Yeah, woah (Woah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, woah (Woah)
Yeah, woah (Woah)
Make a bad bitch touch her toes (Touch her toes)
Put a red dot on your nose (Nose)
Headshot, squat, blood on my clothes
Nigga saying that I wanna be him, but how is that possible?
Nobody knows you at all (You at all)
[Verse 1: Cosantana]
Say you a shooter, boy, shoot the ball (Shoot the ball)
Since you a shooter, boy, shoot yo' gun (Shoot yo' gun)
You ain't a shooter, pussy boy, you run (Pussy boy, you run)
You ain't a shooter, niggas, you a track star
He a pussy nigga, he just rap good (He just rap good)
He a pussy nigga, he just act hard
Smoking Backwoods in a backyard (Backwoods in a backyard)
Niggas sliding on they dead mans, they the cap Gods (They the cap Gods)
Niggas lying in they slum, these niggas rap Gods (Niggas rap Gods)
I got out the hood but still hang with the trap guys (Still hang with the trap guys)
I can't trip if that ho leave, I still got bad brides (I still got bad brides)
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