Woop Woop Songtext
von Kid Ink

Uh
Yeah
Woo

All I gotta do is pull up with the pound right now
And I could get high with you (yeah)
All she gotta do is drop somethin′ down
Move around, while I pitch a couple bands to the roof
Let's bend a couple rules and get another room
That′s a lil' more private, all eyes on you
All you gotta do is (ooh), motivate me with your movement

While I'm throwing all these dippers (woop, woop)
Watch me hit ′em with the finesse (woop, woop)
You don′t wanna check for damage (woop, woop)
I put that ass to bed rest (woop, woop)


Watch me pull up in the coupe
Two-seater got the double with the scoop
But it's a grove, same niggas from the stoop (with me)
Dub city, I just send a alley oop
From the window to the wall
With the southshade from me when the money start to fall (okay)
Lookin′ like Lamelo when I ball
Might pump fake then watch 'em jump criss-cross (okay)

I take my hand and I put on your waist
She look and tell me nigga, this ain′t no race
It's all good I can move with your pace
While I wait I′ma break it down like mmmh
Roll some then we blow it to the moon
Hit the gas and you feel that shit like vroom, vroom
Legs up and I ate that shit like mmmh
Need a boom, boom, boom, baby

All I gotta do is pull up with the pound right now
And I could get high with you (ayy)
All she gotta do is drop somethin' down
Move around, while I pitch a couple bands to the roof
Let's bend a couple rules and get another room
That′s a lil′ more private, all eyes on you
All you gotta do is (all you gotta do is), motivate me with your movement

While I'm throwing all these dippers (woop, woop)
Watch me hit ′em with the finesse (woop, woop)
You don't wanna check for damage (woop, woop)
I put that ass to bed rest (woop, woop)


I′m feeling like J.F.K
Waving at the top of the hook, go crazy
Apeshit, got them bitches jumpin' outta cages
But can′t get close, 'cause I'm way too famous
Still tryna keep it humble
While she bang, bang, the mirror see the gun smoke
Break it down, need chains for the hundo
Every man for themselves, Royal Rumble (okay)

I′ma get you up and out them balmains
See you gon′ walk up outta here with no string, no strings
Simple and plain, before your mind change let's ride a mmmh
Roll some then we blow it to the moon
Pump the gas and you feel that shit like vroom, vroom
Legs up and I ate that shit like mmmh
Need a boom, boom, boom, baby

All I gotta do is pull up with the pound right now
And I could get high with you (yeah)
All she gotta do is drop somethin′ down
Move around, while I pitch a couple bands to the roof
Let's bend a couple rules and get another room
That′s a lil' more private, all eyes on you
All you gotta do is (ooh), motivate me with your movement

While I′m throwing all these dippers (woop, woop)
Watch me hit 'em with the finesse (woop, woop)
You don't wanna check for damage (woop, woop)
I put that ass to bed rest (woop, woop)

While I′m throwing all these dippers (woop, woop)
Watch me hit ′em with the finesse (woop, woop)
You don't wanna check for damage (woop, woop)
I put that ass to bed rest (woop, woop)

Ooh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Do it, do it, do it

Mmh, yeah