Nunchucks Doja Cat

[Intro]
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

[Chorus]
With the nunchucks, rollin' in your hood
Ask a big bad wolf, "What is good?" (What's good?)
Feelin' dumbstruck, I done been there, done that (I like it)
But I wonder why I still feel so alone

[Verse]
Baby, stand up
But don't pull them pants up, you're pullin' off my shirt
But should I leave my hands up?
Expression of fandom
You know that I've been good, but you still tear the cat up
And when you provoke me, you do it at random
I won't lead you on, but I hope that you can manage
You don't want to man up, you don't want to plan up
But you call me wifey, so what's the big idea?
Do I need to sit right here and fill my ears
While bullshit come out of your lips? I hear
Got me searchin' for insight, insight, guess I need to call this night off
Riddle me, riddle me that, Mister Unintentional Ass
And his every interval fast, throw that cheese and dough in that bag
With that little Italy swag, nigga, riddle, riddle me that
Why my mental instantly crash when you enter into me?
Gentle then you ease up, I'm day dreamin', but I'm woke