Woo (feat. Slim Darko)
Rantz
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I don't really care, so you know I'm bout to go Ric Flair Aye I don't really care, so you Know I'm bout to go Ric Flair Yeah Just saying like I'm Saiyan You can see it in my hair No I'm not playing Time to go Ric Flair Time to go Ric Flair Time to go Ric Flair Yeah (Woo) Rantz (Woo) Rantz (Woo) Rantz (Woo) This is just another song that I got to throw upon Ni--as want they team on like a fucking Groupon This that crack, black music in a cauldron, chilling in Gotham Vamping with the squadron Not what they used to Coming off like nonsense Best time of my life, mask on like the Watchmen T Rantz nice with it huh? (Yuh yuh yuh) Me no speak Englay-Blasian Massaging my noggin Harem got her tuned in like a violin One with the force so I'm channeling Anakin Can't sit still I ain't challenging No mannequin Leveling my car pit, call me Aladdin Yeah I'm feenin' that sauce Yeah I'm needing that Szechuan Bout to shake the game like it's all Madden This above all, it's lit like Hamlet Talk that talk now roll with it She walk it like a dog and her Monkey on my stick Walk it like a dog, monkey on My stick I don't really care, so you know I'm bout to go Ric Flair Aye I don't really care, so you Know I'm bout to go Ric Flair Yeah Just saying like I'm SaiyanYou can see it in my hair No I'm not playing Time to go Ric Flair Time to go Ric Flair Darko, Darko, Darko, Darko, Darko Time to go Ric Flair Darko, Darko, Darko, Darko, Darko Time to go Ric Flair Darko, Darko, Darko, Darko, Darko Time to go Ric Flair Darko, Darko, Darko, Darko, Darko Thinking outside the box no Closed caption Heard them other ni--as Rapping but they sound Average Bout to put this bitch to rest With a closed casket Tryna ball in this bitch, Hardwood classic Like Magic or MJ Chopping down trees yeah Bitch I'm the sensei Rolling up woods the same size As the fingers on Dikembe Lay ya game down right, she do Whatever pimp say Yeah, bitch I'm feeling like Ric Flair Yeah, bitch I'm feeling like Ric Flair Young ni--a yeah I turned into The big player Big ni--a B.O.N. need a big Chair Homie offered me a brick I'm Like shit yeah I was 17 with 16, triple beam Dreams Getting money with the team Run around ni--a I don't remember what the f*ck I said... Aye you like that shit Bro? Yeah, I like that shit too Nah, ni--a really don't care Bitch I'm feeling like Ric Flair Walking in the bitch spilling Champagne If ya bitch there, yeah, I'm Feeling like Ric Flair Pull up clean in a limousine Yeah Bitch I'm feeling like Ric Flair Pouring champagne on a bitch
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Written by: Christopher Mitchell, Terrence Sidney
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