笨小笨Free Woo (Explicit)歌词由42 Dugg演唱，出自专辑《Free Dem Boyz (Deluxe) [Explicit]》，下面是《Free Woo (Explicit)》完整版歌词！
Free Woo (Explicit)歌词完整版
Free Woo (Explicit) - 42 Dugg
Lyrics by：Aaron Butler/Dion Hayes
Composed by：Aaron Butler/Dion Hayes
Flexin'
I'm a no shoestring wearin' n***a just straps
Nine out of ten of these h*es holdin' back
How the f**k he did six years with four flat
Course Hot Boy and Will hang together they both rats
Pull up in the hood high beams on the Wagen
My n***as call me Rollie all my b***hes call me Patek
Ho quit sayin' you could've had me how
Shout out Lil I'm the one who blew him down
Rest in peace drop s**t for extra cheese
This here for Neff and Rece say I remember bettin' fives
Hard times don't never last
Told y'all I quit stompin' I'm on my seventh slab
Somethin' 'bout that d**g money make these b***hes get off
Let me know if you can't see me n***a 'cause I'll take the tint off
We just left SoleStage blew about a ten ball
Free my n***a Woo or should I call him Mr Fentanyl
Yeah Gotti want a show but s**t I'm finna have a spin off
Take a n***a ho you never told me that you loved her
fifty for a show no back and forth I'm sellin' d**gs first
Hold me down never know what tomorrow bring
Help me out if I eat we all eat
Ma look at your baby
Still findin' 30s for the A team yeah
I might come through in a hard top we draggin'
I still save all of my call logs I'm damaged
From hustle kids to ball out I still live in the doghouse
I'm known for goin' on Moss routes like throw it up
Hate on who
I'm goin' up
Ain't gotta flash I show enough
Been in my bag n***a get in yours
Quarter million cash ain't s**t in yours
Married for now I'll get divorced ayy
This b***h been actin' like she love me
Came from nothin' doggy we was thuggin'
How you gon' judge them
N***a ran off with my last and left me hurtin'
Askin' doggy would he rather be rappin' or sellin' 30s
Youngest n***a but the first one in traffic behind the murders
In that 'Cat I'm probably swervin' state troopers make me nervous
Young dog still into murders throw his s**t back like a jersey
Put a Patek on a baddie a Patek on a
I put a Patek on a baddie
Hold me down never know what tomorrow bring
Help me out if I eat we all eat
Ma look at your baby
Still findin' 30s for the A team yeah
I might come through in a hard top we draggin'
I still save all of my call logs I'm damaged
Free my n***a Woo
Free my n***a Woo
