Whoopty lyrics

[Intro: DJ Drama]
(Well Done)
Well Done Fever
Shout out to CJ
You know n*ggas couldn't wait to get busy on this one (Fever)

[Chorus: Tyga]
Whoopty, peel off the top on the Coup D (Woo)
Your wife ain't your b*tch, she my groupie (Hah, hah)
Zip it, suck it up, Suzy (Ayy)
Pocket full of that loose leaf (Ayy)
[?] zoovie
On the jet, don't be choosy (Don't)
Need a bad b*tch, not a goofy, get looney (Woo)
I'm a bad bunny, got Spanish money and a chopper running
I know Kevin Hart but ain't sh*t funny
Business from the start, can't take it from me
And I know you hate it, I'ma make you love me
And the Patek fitted like it's made for me (Yea)
I got bands on mе like it's taped on me (Yеa)
Yeah, swish army, got the blade on me (Bah)
You crazy, homie

[Verse: Tyga]
Blue cheese, the way I'm dressing I'm styling (Stylin')
n*gga I'm cold like Tommy (Tommy), Pam, Gina & Martin (Martin)
Sitting at the top you can find me (Find me)
Try to tie me down, untie me (-Tie me)
Twin b*tches like they're Siamese (Siam-)
And my money straight n*gga, no crease
Ben Baller piece and my chain eat
And my diamonds dance like Amari (Ayy)
In Malibu with a Barbie (Ayy)
On my wish list, she's been naughty (Ayy)
Nobu in your body (Body)
f*cking b*tches is my hobby (Hobby)
b*tches waiting in the lobby (Lobby)
b*tches, too late to say sorry (Sorry), oh (Fever)
My jewels bright, my tiger bite
I'm camo'd up, Major Pain (Pain)
I touchdown in the 305, man them b*tches know how to make it rain (Rain)
Don't use my name in vain (Vain)
My mask on like Bane (Bane)
I skrrt off, I'm a star
They say I'm out of my lane
[Chorus: Tyga]
Whoopty (Whoopty), peel off the top on the Coup D (Woo)
Your wife ain't your b*tch, she my groupie (Bih)
Zip it, suck it up, Suzy
Pocket full of that loose leaf (Ayy)
[?] zoovie (Ayy)
On the jet, don't be choosy
Need a bad b*tch, not a goofy, get looney
I'm a bad bunny, got Spanish money and chopper running
I know Kevin Hart but ain't sh*t funny
Business from the start, can't take it from me
And I know you hate it, I'ma make you love me (Yea)
And the Patek fitted like it's made for me (Yea)
I got bands on me like it's taped on me (Ayy)
Yeah, swish army, got the blade on me (Ayy)
You crazy, homie (Ahh!)

[Outro]
Well Done (Bih), Fever