WTF remix lyrics

by

Juicy J


[Intro:]
Y'all know how we do it
Everyday stuntin', got these hoes
Got these n*ggas sayn what the f*ck
When all the fans should be pullin' up
Right here, n*gga, y'all know what it is

[Hook x2:]
Pull up in that WTF
Smokin' on that WTF
My b*tch thick like WTF
WTF WTF
Goons shootin' that WTF
Pockets swoll like WTF
W T F like WTF
WTF WTF

[Verse 1:]
I pull up on a b*tch WTF like BB
You know I'm a bang WTF like Chief Keef
Brand new 911 WTF that GT
Just took the top off WTF like RiRi
My n*ggas with me, they strapped up
I fit the cal, no act up
Stick to the script and get clapped up
Bang, director's cut
My closet a fashion show
I stay with some London and Paris hoes
Blowin' coke in each of their pussies
Not pressin' my winter coat
Timidatin' [?] I just keep blowin', blowin' up
Pound after pound I just keep rollin' and smokin' up
My b*tch so gangsta I just bought her, bought her a roogah
11k for her bag just to carry her pool-up
[Hook x2:]

[Verse 2 - Joker B:]
W T F, I'm still ridin' that WTF
Got Blossom Bubbles and Buttercup
And we all blowin' on power puff
Took 2 hits, now I'm powered up
Knock the pus*y up, that's an upper cut
Cause I'm sh*ttin' on em, bubble guns
Pull up on a ball with a burner in my passenger
Ready to burn a k
We bump like some cars in the corner
But we in the [?]
Ho, wtf, these hoes are not rummy, so I do not taste em
I'm goin' my vibe, I need to slow down, I think I'm speed racin'
When I pull up, flexin' on em, pull up
sh*ttin' on em, pull up
So much the beat, cause I got the hook up
I am so plot boy, these n*ggas should look up
Change you see babblin' when it's that hook up

[Hook x2:]

[Verse 3 - Yung 2:]
My engine in the trunk, my trunk is in my front
I'm pullin' up, smokey, what the f*ck
Pepé Le Pew the skunk, she said she buy
Said she gather her friends, I hit her 2 for 1
And we gon' kick it like Karate Kid, and I am Daniel San
I pull up in foreign, you n*ggas is boring
I'm slowin' like ZZZZ
These n*ggas is watchin' my life like TV
They wishin' that they could be me
What the f*ck you doin' f*ckin' up wrong place?!
n*gga, ya know that bless on me
Shawty got ass like what the f*ck
[?] sit it out on me
Boyfriend trippin' ya didn't call on me
I'm a show ya what the f*ck, got you talkin' that peep
Got yo exes hunnin' with the basketball season
100.000 dolla n*gga and I got it off the streets
Yeah! Come out, these n*ggas sackin', life's got it pimpin'
I pull up in that wtf and that bowl limpin'
[Hook x2:]
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