Woosah by Angelo Mota Lyrics
[Intro]
Ay, lighten up (hey)
Snakes in the grass and they
Might get cut (hey)
Think I'm in my bag when
I might get up (hey)
They in this grass and they
Might get cut (hey)
Bitch I'm in my bag (yeah)
[Chorus]
Woosah, baby woosah
Snakes in the grass make you do something
Make you wanna prove something
You ain't gotta prove nothing
Woosah, baby woosah
Now the snakes in your head like Medusa
Guess they really do something
[Verse 1]
I just hit the fuel and I'm ready
Big bag of dope like its Belly
We gon' burn the block down, can you smell it
Top shelf but the mid still selling
If she got a man, I ain't telling, yeah
She wanna do something
Try a new something
Tryna prove something
If she wanna pop it, pop it make it do something
We gon' rock it, we gon' rocket to the moon or something
Mota on the beat
Mota on the keys
Mota on the mix
Mota on repeat
When they play it, gotta leave
I don't wanna hear me speak
I can't go enjoy my album cause its shit I wanna tweak
And I might
Manager's is tight
All the shit I write from overthinking overnight
Crown wit' the ice
I don't even drink, I just don't wanna think
Then I throw up in the sink, singin'
[Chorus]
Woosah, baby woosah
Snakes in the grass make you do something
Make you wanna prove something
You ain't gotta prove nothing
Woosah, baby woosah
Now the snakes in your head like Medusa
Guess they really do something
[Verse 2]
Boy you betta calm down before you blow a gasket
I used to want a casket, until I studied ashes
A phoenix ain't a pet, I need a shower and a mattress
Cherry burned my mustache and my lashes
I be lookin' past it too much to really gas it
Stickin' to the facts like you slappin' a cactus
Down bad, but I'm still batting over average
Ski mask, can I do a flip over the masses
I ain't playin' X-Games (why?)
Cause my ex playin'
Mota in the flesh mane
Know the rest mane
Nothing that I do is to impress mane
Visions of the green like a Jets game
[Chorus]
Woosah, baby woosah
Snakes in the grass make you do something
Make you wanna prove something
You ain't gotta prove nothing
Woosah, baby woosah
Now the snakes in your head like Medusa
Guess they really do something
[Outro]
I just hit the fuel and I'm ready
I just hit the fuel and I'm ready
I just hit the fuel and I'm ready
I just hit the fuel and I'm ready
Woosah, baby woosah
Woosah, baby woosah
Woosah, baby woosah
Woosah
Ay, lighten up (hey)
Snakes in the grass and they
Might get cut (hey)
Think I'm in my bag when
I might get up (hey)
They in this grass and they
Might get cut (hey)
Bitch I'm in my bag (yeah)
[Chorus]
Woosah, baby woosah
Snakes in the grass make you do something
Make you wanna prove something
You ain't gotta prove nothing
Woosah, baby woosah
Now the snakes in your head like Medusa
Guess they really do something
[Verse 1]
I just hit the fuel and I'm ready
Big bag of dope like its Belly
We gon' burn the block down, can you smell it
Top shelf but the mid still selling
If she got a man, I ain't telling, yeah
She wanna do something
Try a new something
Tryna prove something
If she wanna pop it, pop it make it do something
We gon' rock it, we gon' rocket to the moon or something
Mota on the beat
Mota on the keys
Mota on the mix
Mota on repeat
When they play it, gotta leave
I don't wanna hear me speak
I can't go enjoy my album cause its shit I wanna tweak
And I might
Manager's is tight
All the shit I write from overthinking overnight
Crown wit' the ice
I don't even drink, I just don't wanna think
Then I throw up in the sink, singin'
[Chorus]
Woosah, baby woosah
Snakes in the grass make you do something
Make you wanna prove something
You ain't gotta prove nothing
Woosah, baby woosah
Now the snakes in your head like Medusa
Guess they really do something
[Verse 2]
Boy you betta calm down before you blow a gasket
I used to want a casket, until I studied ashes
A phoenix ain't a pet, I need a shower and a mattress
Cherry burned my mustache and my lashes
I be lookin' past it too much to really gas it
Stickin' to the facts like you slappin' a cactus
Down bad, but I'm still batting over average
Ski mask, can I do a flip over the masses
I ain't playin' X-Games (why?)
Cause my ex playin'
Mota in the flesh mane
Know the rest mane
Nothing that I do is to impress mane
Visions of the green like a Jets game
[Chorus]
Woosah, baby woosah
Snakes in the grass make you do something
Make you wanna prove something
You ain't gotta prove nothing
Woosah, baby woosah
Now the snakes in your head like Medusa
Guess they really do something
[Outro]
I just hit the fuel and I'm ready
I just hit the fuel and I'm ready
I just hit the fuel and I'm ready
I just hit the fuel and I'm ready
Woosah, baby woosah
Woosah, baby woosah
Woosah, baby woosah
Woosah