Videoklip Kid Ink - Woop Woop

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All I gotta do is pull up with the pound right now
And I could get high with you (yeah)
All she gotta do is drop somethin’ down, move around
While I pitch a couple bands to the roof
Let’s bend a couple rules and get another room
That’s a lil’ more private, all eyes on you
All you gotta do is (ooh), motivate me with your movement
While I’m throwing all these dead pres’
Watch me hit ’em with the finesse
You don’t want check for damage
I put that ass to bed rest
Watch me pull up in the coupe
Two seat, I got the double with the scoop
But it’s a group, same niggas from the stu’ (with me)
Dub city, I just send a alley oop
From the window to the wall
With the southshade from me when the money start to fall (okay)
Lookin’ like Lame lo when I ball https://www.funvideo.sk/videoklip/kidink/woop-woop
Might pump fake then watch ’em jump criss-cross (okay)
I take my hand and I put on your waist
She look and tell me nigga, this ain’t no race
It’s all good I can move with your pace
While I wait I’ma break it down like, mh
Roll some then we blow it to the moon
Hit the gas and you feel that shit like vroom vroom
Legs up and I eat that shit like, mmh
Need a boom boom boom, baby
All I gotta do is pull up with the pound right now
And I could get high with you (yeah)
All she gotta do is drop somethin’ down, move around
While I pitch a couple bands to the roof
Let’s bend a couple rules and get another room
That’s a lil’ more private, all eyes on you
All you gotta do is (ooh), motivate me with your movement
While I’m throwing all these dead pres’
Watch me hit ’em with the finesse
You don’t want check for damage
I put that ass to bed rest
I’m feeling like J.F.K
Waving at the top of the hook, go crazy
Apeshit, got them bitches jumpin’ out their cages
But can’t get close, ’cause I’m way too famous
Still tryna keep it humble
While she bang, in the mirror see the gun smoke
Break it down, need change for the hundo’
Every man for themselves while you rumbo (okay)
I’ma get you up and out them Balmains
So you gon’ walk up out of here with no strings, (no strings) no strings
Simple and plain before your mind change, let’s ride
Roll some then we blow it to the moon
Pump the gas and you feel that shit like vroom vroom
Legs up and I eat that shit like, mmh
Need a boom boom boom, baby
All I gotta do is pull up with the pound right now
And I could get high with you (yeah)
All she gotta do is drop somethin’ down, move around
While I pitch a couple bands to the roof
Let’s bend a couple rules and get another room
That’s a lil’ more private, all eyes on you
All you gotta do is (ooh), motivate me with your movement
While I’m throwing all these dead pres’
Watch me hit ’em with the finesse
You don’t wanna check for damage
I put that ass to bed rest
I’m throwing all these dead pres’
Watch me hit ’em with the finesse
You don’t wanna check for damage
I put that ass to bed rest