Pop Smoke – The Woo ft. 50 Cent & Roddy Ricch Lyrics

American rapper and performer, Pop Smoke released a hit song titled, “The Woo” which is the 10th track of 34 tracks off the project ‘Shoot For The Stars, Aim For The Moon’. The hit record is an interesting one featuring Award-winning Artistes, 50 Cent and Roddy Ricch.

Lyrics

Intro: Pop Smoke
She want a Woo nigga

Chorus: Pop Smoke
She wanna fuck with the Woo
She wanna fuck with the Woo
She wanna fuck with the Woo
She wanna ride with the Woo
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Verse 1: Roddy Ricch
I told her, “Ooh-woo-woo”
Shawty wanna fuck me inside of the coupe
I can take you out everywhere, fuck a jet fare
Versace hotel with Versace robe, woah, woah
Like you when you let down your hair with no comb
And I stay to myself ’cause I never liked these hoes (Yeah)
And she only liked the guap, red light these hoes
Why would I waste my time on a shorty that don’t got me on the front of her mind?
Especially when you get designer and I wine and dine
And the Bentley came with the wings like a number nine, yeah
Come through, just us two
I like you ’cause you cut how I’m cut too
Come through, just us two
I like you ’cause you cut how I’m cut too

Chorus: Pop Smoke & Roddy Ricch
She wanna fuck with the Woo (Ayy, she wanna fuck with the Woo, Woo)
She wanna fuck with the Woo
She wanna fuck with the Woo
She wanna ride with the Woo
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Verse 2: 50 Cent
That’s my kind of bitch, she be saying some shit
Like, “When you gon’ fly me in private, so I can land on that dick?”
She said, “Tricks is for kids”, she don’t fall for the tricks
She can handle her own, she just want some dick
Got that big Birkin bag worth five, six figures
You might be out your league, can you buy that, nigga? (Buy that)
I pull up on her top gone on the Dawn, I’m the don
You can fuck around, if you want, if you want
Out in Bali, big swing, big dress
Big ass, make her squirt and make a big mess
Before we done, she ask “Where we gon’ do it next?”
Next, so wet it fucked up the seats in the jet
She like all that gangsta shit
Top down, riding ’round with the blick
Who you with? Woo
She like all that gangsta shit
I said, “She like all that gangsta shit”

Chorus: Pop Smoke
She wanna fuck with the Woo
She wanna fuck with the Woo
She wanna fuck with the Woo
She wanna ride with the Woo (Hahaha)

Verse 3: Pop Smoke
Let me take you to the candy shop (Candy shop)
Show you all I got (All I got, all I got)
I put diamonds on your chain (Chain, uh)
To match your diamond ring (Uh, uh, uh)
I’m 092, nigga, Woo (Woo, back)
Hate it or love it (Uh, uh), it’s me and you (Woo)
Let’s turn nothing into something
She said she love Woo niggas (Woo, uh)
Them niggas who gon’ pull triggers (Grrt, oh)
I was fine when I met you (Met you, pow)
Then I sexed you (Woo)
Then I left you (Uh)
‘Cause your pussy feel the same (Feel the same, feel the same)
And I don’t got time to waste (No time to waste)

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p class=”p1″>Chorus: Pop Smoke
She wanna fuck with the Woo
She wanna fuck with the Woo
She wanna fuck with the Woo
She wanna ride with the Woo
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah