Woah lyrics

by

Conor Maynard


[Intro: Anth]
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah

[Verse 1: Anth]
Bad b*tch from the East side
I'mma die that for pus*y, hit it 9 times
Flew her first class just for one night
If your man calls, tell him that your phone died
Woah, now, gotta slow down
In Miami, man I swear that sh*t my hometown
She gotta tight dress, with the ice out
She my Gwen Stefani, I'mma f*ck her no doubt
I'm feeling like the man right now
Couple thousands in my hand right now
I'mma throw a couple bands right now
I'mma make a stripper dance right now

[Chorus: Conor Maynard]
Woah
Girl, that body, woah
I got somewhere we can go
I won't tell nobody what we do tonight
Baby you and I
Woah
Girl, that body, woah
I got somewhere we can go
I won't tell nobody what we do tonight
Baby you and I like woah
[Verse 2: Anth]
Like woah, like woah
Got a biddie out in every city that I go
Spanish papi getting money like I'm El Chapo
Spanish mami wanna f*ck me like Don Pablo
Met a b*tch up in tape
Took her back to my place
But she don't wanna wait
Had to f*ck in the Raif
Caught a flight to LA
Got a car from the gate
To the hills where I stay
Yeah the boy got it made

[Chorus: Conor Maynard]
Woah
Girl, that body, woah
I got somewhere we can go
I won't tell nobody what we do tonight
Baby you and I
Woah
Girl, that body, woah
I got somewhere we can go
I won't tell nobody what we do tonight
Baby you and I
Woah
Girl, that body, woah
I got somewhere we can go
I won't tell nobody what we do tonight
Baby you and I like woah
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