Whoa! Songtext
von Black Rob

Yo, I′m getting ready to put y'all up on something, man
Yo, when you see something ill, know what I mean?
That shit is whoa, anything ill you see is whoa
Nigga, have a big 6 at the curb, that′s whoa
Especially if he got the fully equipped kit on it, it's whoa
Like you know what I mean? Like, yo

I had this bad bitch Uptown, she was whoa
Had me fucked up in the head, I mean (whoa)
Bought the bitch diamonds and pearls, I mean (whoa)
Shoulda seen them shits shining on her wrist (whoa)

Now money ain't a problem, see my dough is like (whoa)
Pulled out my bankroll on y′all niggas like (whoa)
Floss the blue shrimp from two-tenth like (whoa)
Faggot wanna peep my blueprints, I′m like (whoa)

Had to hit the brakes on y'all niggas like (whoa)
Niggas getting pulled on my block like (whoa)
Coming home within a half an hour like (whoa)
Fronting like they had the manpower like (whoa)
More or less, Moreso


I′ll rip your torso, I live the fast life
Come through in the Porsche slow like whoa
My niggas, like dough, light 'dro
Nitro, might flow, nice clothes like whoa

Ease pain with cocaine like whoa
Now I′m Doc Strange in the Range like (whoa)
Hundred miles an hour, switching lanes like (whoa)
Plus I'm getting brain from this chick like (whoa)

Finger near a nigga asshole like (whoa)
Scene floss riches and bitches like (whoa)
99 Jag Benz Coupe like (whoa)
Keep them cheese lines on your blocks like (whoa)

Grenade through your window bitch like (whoa)
Love to see me do this shit like (whoa)
Niggas put me through this shit like (whoa)
So I′mma go toe-to-toe, blow-for-blow like (whoa)

And rip your torso, live the fast life
Come through in the Porsche slow like whoa
My niggas, like dough, light 'dro
Nitro, might flow, nice clothes like whoa


We bag it, then flip it like (whoa)
Cars we jack it then strip it like (whoa)
Fully equip it, front to back like (whoa)
Spitting on fiends that come for crack like (whoa)
Asking for shorts and shit, nigga like (whoa)
Half on his crunk, now nigga, that's (whoa)
Flow so properly you′ll see I′m (whoa)
Ain't no stopping me, I′m deep like (whoa)

Guns be popping, B, we creep like (whoa)
Hear my name in these streets, it's like (whoa)
Must I pound the concrete like (whoa)
Fill his bitch ass, head to feet like (whoa)
Your man ain′t (whoa), the judge ain't (whoa)
C.O′s ain't (whoa), P.O's ain′t (whoa)
Play y′all self, I get the G.I. Joe
D-I-C-K riders ain't (whoa)

I′ll rip your torso, live the fast life
Come through in the Porsche slow like whoa
My niggas, like dough, light 'dro
Nitro, might flow, nice clothes like whoa

Niggas getting money in VA is whoa
Honies looking right in ATL is (whoa)
Niggas pimping hoes in Chi-Town is (whoa)
Bitches taking paper in LA is (whoa)
Niggas stacking dough in D.C. is (whoa)
P.R. D.R. hold me down like (whoa)
Ballers in Detroit hold me down like (whoa)
Niggas in New Orleans getting money is (whoa)

Boston and Jersey, motherfuckers is (whoa)
Florida niggas and Philly niggas is (whoa)
Tampa and Texas, Cleveland is (whoa)
Memphis and Lil′ Rock, my niggas is (whoa)
Panama niggas, they hold me down like (whoa)
My New York peoples, they hold me down like (whoa)
Bad Boy nigga, word is bond, we (whoa)
Alumni bitches, word is bond, we (whoa)
N.C, S.C., motherfuckers is (whoa)
My nigga Buckwild, word is bond he (whoa)

And that's just how the story go
And whoever I forgot on this shit is, whoa
8th Street, Life Story, Petey P, that nigga
The beat I got from big Buckwild is whoa
That nigga Black Rob on the mic is whoa