CJ – Whoopty Lyrics
CJ – Whoopty Lyrics

CJ – Whoopty Lyrics – Heavy on the SSO shit, man
Loyalty over royalty, y’all niggas know the vibes
Pxcoyo killed this beat, bitch

Whoopty, bitch, I’m outside, it’s a movie, huh (whoopty)
Blue cheese, I swear, I’m addicted to blue cheese
I gotta stick to this paper-like loose leaf
Bitch, I’m ’bout my chicken like it’s a two-piece
You can have your bitch back, she a groupie
She just swallowed all my kids in the two-seat (skrrt)

Whoopty Lyrics by CJ

Swagged out, for Milly we bringing them gats out
I still got some racks stuffed in the trap house
Off the ’42, I’m blowing her back out (blowing her back out)
I’m back on my bullshit, swing back with a full clip
They say I’m moving ruthless, and my shooters, they shooting
I don’t shake ’til thеy Ruth Chris (my shooters, my shooters, they shooting)

CJ – Whoopty Lyrics

I get the breesh, then it’s adiós
If I’m with your treesh, thеn she’s giving throat
When I see police, then we getting low
That’s another piece, that’s another Zoe
Ice in the VV’s, now she’s down to get treeshy
I got all this water on me like FIJI
Bitch, I’m posted up with Hats and the Sleezys

CJ – Whoopty

Smokin’ the zaza, it go straight to the māthā
Then I’m uppin’ the choppa
I’m hittin’ the cha-cha, open his lata
Then he dancin’ bachata

Lyrics

Smokin’ the zaza, it go straight to the māthā
Then I’m uppin’ the choppa
I’m hittin’ the cha-cha, then I open his lata
Then he dancin’ bachata

CJ’s ‘Whoopty’ Lyrics

Whoopty, bitch, I’m outside, it’s a movie, huh (whoopty)
Blue cheese, I swear, I’m addicted to blue cheese
I gotta stick to this paper-like loose leaf
Bitch, I’m ’bout my chicken like it’s a two-piece
You can have your bitch back, she a groupie
She just swallowed all my kids in the two-seat (skrrt)

CJ – Whoopty Lyrics

Swagged out, for Milly we bringing them gats out
I still got some racks stuffed in the trap house
Off the ’42, I’m blowing her back out (blowing her back out)
I’m back on my bullshit, swing back with a full clip
They say I’m moving ruthless, and my shooters, they shooting
I don’t shake ’til thеy Ruth Chris (shooters, they shooting)

Swagged out, for Milly we bringing them gats out
I still got some racks stuffed in the trap house
Off the ’42, I’m blowing her back out (blowing her back out)
I’m back on my bullshit, swing back with a full clip
They say I’m moving ruthless, and my shooters, they shooting
I won’t take her to Ruth’s Chris (and my shooters, they shootin’)

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