WOAH Lyrics – NAV, Young Thug

Read the full WOAH lyrics by NAV and Young Thug from the album N6 along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy NAV's music, you can also explore Splash Boy and I Still Need You, two other songs by NAV.

[Intro]
(Wheezy outta here)

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Woah, woah
Yeah, get a lot of bags, woah
Get all the cash, woah, yeah
Get a lot of ass, woah (Spider)
Get a lot of smacks, woah (Brr)
I was stepping on a n!gga, woah
I was serving crack, woah, woah
I'm pushing P, woah
I'm pushing P, woah, yeah
You pushing pu*sy, woah, yeah
You pushing D, woah (B!tch)
You pushing nothing, woah (Nothing)
Your fit ain't s*it, woah (Huh)
My b!tch, she lit, woah (Woo)
My young s*it thick, woah (Okay)

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
I'm from the South, woah (Jonesboro)
I trapped on Bleveland, yeah (Woo)
This badass b!tch, woah (She bad)
Got her at Four Seasons, yeah (Four Seasons)
We was eating at the Four, woah (Where you got it from?)
I brought it to your condo, woah (That's facts)
I pulled up, Rondo, woah (Uh-huh)
I'm strapped like Rambo, woah (Ha)
I gave her the cat (Yeah, the cat)
I was in the Rolls, woah (Rolls)
I swap the Benz out (And what?)
Then got the dough, woah (The cash)
I get the Porsche, woah (Porsche)
The turbo, oh, woah (Skrrt)
Go zoom-zoom, woah
I go tycoon, woah

[Verse 2: NAV]
Ho, look at my ring, woah, woah
In the Rex', had to stay on my toes
Where they bagging up snow in the snow
Take a G6, get in that mode (Right now)
I got too many hoes on my spot (B!tch)
I'm a sniper, I'm shooting my shot (Grrt)
I just spit and it glitz on her tw*t (B!tch)
Like a chicken, she chasing my cock, woah
Cooking up crack, we got the recipe
I'm going off with his head if he threaten me
B!tch gon' eat up my seed like it's sesame
B!tch, I ain't sweet and my lollipop ketamine
Cheat on your boyfriend, I heard he a fan of me
I'm on the South where the red bandanas be
First time the last time I let a b!tch damage me
Took her to Turks, gave her a d!ck on the canopy
Filled up her mouth, I just gave her my energy
Got me a check and I turned to a better me
Shooting for me and I'll treat you like family
Brown boy, I got the game in a choke'
I got like twenty-five girlfriends, woah
I'm getting paid in my sleep, woah
I was so geeked, I'm surprised that I woke (Wheezy outta here)

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Woah, woah
Yeah, get a lot of bags, woah
Get all the cash, woah, yeah
Get a lot of ass, woah (Spider)
Get a lot of smacks, woah (Brr)
I was stepping on a n!gga, woah
I was serving crack, woah, woah
I'm pushing P, woah
I'm pushing P, woah, yeah
You pushing pu*sy, woah, yeah
You pushing D, woah (B!tch)
You pushing nothing, woah (Nothing)
Your fit ain't s*it, woah (Huh)
My b!tch, she lit, woah (Woo)
My young s*it thick, woah (Okay)