Clika One - Woopty Woop lyrics

[Bad Boy] Uh oh Come on (Verse 1) I used to know this dude named Woopty Woop I won't say your name, but this one's for you You used to be kickin' back in '92 Til the player fell in love with this b**h he'd screw He gave The hoochie all of his pay He stopped comin' to bang after a couple of days The p**y was the bomb, had a n***a all sprung He was in love, like a motherf**er, made him a punk And oh Man, she was in it for the dough And being who I am, I had to call him a hoe She got you on lock, got you spendin' them ends Why you gettin' some a**, you tryin' to hide for your friends Know Man, I said, she was a hoochie But what you did was paid her for the p**y And being who you are You got played like a trick You switched That's why we called you a b**h Chorus: Bad Boy If you are what you say, then this ain't for you If you real with ya game, it's the same for you But if you live, if you not, this is game for you Man, some of y'all n***as is b**hes too Repeat Chorus (Verse 2) Wrote this cat named Jermaine, had to rock c**aine With the house full of rock, but he had no game Frontin' like a muh'f**er, flossin' his grip Actin' like a hog while he's talkin' his sh** No one on the block ever gave him one love Was doin' too much, cause he was greedy as f** Well, I ain't tryin' to knock him But somebody is A jealous motherf**er, we just call him a b**h Robbin' from Jay Cause Jay had the rock The boy gotta go Is the song on the block No one ever listens, they just wanna get paid Get in and get out That's the name of the game He changed But don't be claimin' for bread Got you for everything cause it got to your head (Punk) A pig b**h Ain't no better than him But you switched, motherf**er, now you ain't got sh** (Biotch) Repeat Chorus (Verse 3) Well, the motherf**in' moral of the story is Can't no motherf**er say he had to tell me sh** I learned what I know from this game from you That actin' like a b**h, it ain't the thang to do Money over hoe, can't make me change And talkin' 'bout the next man made some strange But all I wanna do is try to keep it real When p**y got a face since the dollar bill So don't get played And watch your a** And hold your snatch And f** for cash Is up for grabs Let the punk a** go Dick in trance Man, f** them hoes The same for Jay Watch your pay Watch your friends, and Watch your brains Cause money, made Can react like a b**h (Sshhh, I ain't telling you sh**) Dude You know Repeat Chorus Four Times