Walk in the Club and F It Up Lyrics

Song Details: Walk in the Club and F It Up Lyrics by Peewee Longway & Money Man. The song name is OOOWWWEEE sung by Peewee Longway & Money Man.

Walk in the Club and F It Up Lyrics

She got ass, she go ooh-wee
I go deep and make you skeet
Got a new bankroll, racks come neat
My young n^gga spinning like jam of the week
Give doses of d^ck ’til the b^tch OD
Bustin’ and shaking like ooh-wee
You don’t know what you do to me
My b^tch on me like jewelry
I’m back to the basics
Who want the weed? I got the P’s, woah, woah
Blue M&M, she loving the taste, she back on her knees, woah, woah

Make you take off the condom like I wanna feel it
This b^tch get you wet like a speedboat
When I’m on a bean, I f^ck her the most
Jump out the Demon and hop in the Ghost
It’s in my genes, sellin’ this dope
Run it up, yeah
In my genes from sellin’ this dope
Racks, run it up, yeah
It’s in my genes, sellin’ this dope
Racks, run it up, yeah
Racks, run it up, yeah
Run it up, yeah

I hop out a Demon and jump in a Ghost
When you get M’s, n^gga hate you the most
These n^gga knowing, at trapping, the G.O.A.T
These n^gga know I got bags for the low
I love when she shaking it, dropping it low
I call up my Arab, he bringing the load
Might lean with the pot, it’s finna explode
My b^tch from a whole ‘nother side of the globe
Ain’t switch the song, we do not condone
I hit her two times, then I left her alone
Finessing the bank, I just got me a loan
Finessing T-Mobile, I just got a phone
I know she love me, she hate when I’m gone
When I count up them racks, it be turning her on
Do this shit for my hood, do this shit for my son
If it ain’t ’bout a check, I don’t pick up the phone
Pull up on shawty like yeah, yeah
These hoes be ready to go up
All a n^gga burn is indo
That drank got me movin’ in slow-mo
Pull up to the trap like yeah, yeah
And I got Runtz for the low low
Me talk to 12, that’s a no-go
Me go broke, that’s a no-no

Yeah, if I leave, I’m like ooh-wee
Back of the ‘Bach with a three piece
I been havin’ threesomes like all week
She want that d^ck, she call me
She like when I beat it up, real beat
Ex wanna f^ck in the back of the big B
Skeleton AP, b^tch like ooh-wee
Walk in the club and f^ck it up
Poof, ouch, paper cut
I’ma f^ck for an hour standing up
Make her bend over and arch it up
She can’t take d^ck, when she do it, just wait (Woah, woah)

Make you take off the condom like I wanna feel it
This b^tch get you wet like a speedboat
When I’m on a bean, I f^ck her the most
Jump out the Demon and hop in the Ghost
It’s in my genes, sellin’ this dope
Run it up, yeah
In my genes from sellin’ this dope
Racks, run it up, yeah
It’s in my genes, sellin’ this dope
Racks, run it up, yeah
Racks, run it up, yeah
Run it up, yeah

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