Studiosessie 221 - Woodie Smalls lyrics

[Intro: Rotjoch, Woodie Smalls]
Check dan! Je kijkt naar 101Barz, ik ben Rotjoch door je motherf*cking speakers. En ik sta hier met Woodie Smalls, for my non dutch speaking people

Woodie Smalls is in the building
It's Woodie Smalls, straight from the 9-1
101Barz!

Shoutout to regulater
Shoutout to Jones (?)
Shoutout to (?)
Shoutout to (?)

f*cking 9-1 man
It's Woodie Smalls, let's go

[Verse 1: Woodie Smalls]
Hey, hey
Cruising down the road with pocket full of chips, making money off of hits. And this for the n*ggas that doubted my sh*ts, throwing Benz on a b*tch. n*gga just look at me, I am balling like I'm Scottie Pippen he probably the only rapper with no f*cking jewelery. I take the Benz out the biz, coppin' clothes for your friends. They shout me out, n*gga I'm the man. You see me shining and all, And when I step up on stage sh*t I am ready to ball, just take a look at my face. sh*t I ain't laughing at all, sh*t I am the pride of the neighbourhood, smoking lotta weed cos I be feeling good. Hey, bop your head like this, all my ladies posted up we finna dance like this. You lurking at me lady can I get a little kiss? When's the last time you see a n*gga did it like this

[Chorus: Woodie Smalls]
Smoke weed, playing my songs while I stacks my cheese
Money on my mind, see that's all a n*gga need
Blowing like a bubble, yeah we steady on a hustle
Smoke weed, playing my songs while I stacks my cheese
Money on my mind, see that's all a n*gga need
Blowing like a bubble, yeah we steady on a hustle
[Verse 2: Woodie Smalls]
Huh, since a youngin' I be thugging out not giving a f*ck

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