Yeah Croosh (Ft. Larry June)

[Verse 1: Croosh]
Croosh with the sauce, sipping on Voss
Young man daddy never tripping on broads
Ash in the black, gas in my lungs
Made in 96', do the math bitch I'm young
Got funds, hand full of ones
Looking at me mad cause I'm handsome and young
Sipping on rum at a party in East LA
Thottie hit me for that addy so she already on the way aye aye
Watch-Watch her drop it like a bad bitch
I beat the pussy up like a mad daddy
1-2 KO combo, bang bang beat it up like a bongo
Wooshy, wooshy

[Chorus: Croosh]
Like yeah, yeah, yeah
Say she wanna fuck with me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: Croosh]
I'm a badman yeah
Money, money, money in the bag yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Got me like woah, cup full of brown got me all slow
Heard that she a freak no pity [?]
All I said is hi and she taking off clothes
I'm the youngest out LA, bumping down [?]
310 Westside rep it all day
Rich girl love yay, she just wanna play
Club by night but a model by day
Damn, aye
O-O-OGs tryna press me, why?
It's like they really wanna test me, why?
Not fazed though, run it up
I'm the new wave, do the math bitch, sum it up
Wooshy, wooshy