[Intro}
This one goes out to all the people that live a life that they lying about
It's called "The Whoop de Whoop"
[Chorus]
See I peeped your game. That's the Whoop de Whoop
Tellin' lies to fit in wit the group de group
When the story that you tell starts to droop de droop
That's the scoop de scoop on the Whoop de Whoop
[Chorus x 1]
[Verse 1]
I got this friend, a homie like a friend to most
Every time that we talk he gotta brag and boast
Who he know, what he got, how he stay high post
But when it comes to show and provin', yo, my boy get ghost
Case and point: I'm rollin' down my block one day
See my man out walkin' and he's on his way
To Home Depot tellin' me his range got stole
I said,"Damn, that's a shame. Yo, get in. Let's roll."
Now he is my dog. I got love for my people
But the story ain't done. You gotta dig a little deeper
The real reason he's on foot to Home Depot:
No one stole his car, it got took by the repo
He shoulda rolled a bucket, held on to his ducats
Then to spend himself naked like a chicken when you pluck it
Cause now he's stuck. It like a fly in the soup
Cause he lives the trife life of the Whoop de Whoop
