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Woop Woop
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Трек «Woop Woop» вышел в 15 июня 2018 г. г. на альбоме «{albumName}» (лейбл «Tha Alumni Music Group/88 Classic/RCA Records»)Woop Woop - Single
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АльбомWoop Woop - Single
Дата релиза15 июня 2018 г.
ЛейблTha Alumni Music Group/88 Classic/RCA Records
LanguageEnglish
Мелодичность
Акустичность
Валанс
Танцевальность
Энергия
BPM193

Видео

Видео

Создатели

ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Kid Ink
Kid Ink
Исполнитель
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Brian Todd Collins
Brian Todd Collins
Композитор
Ryan Vojtesak
Ryan Vojtesak
Композитор
Rex Kudo
Rex Kudo
Композитор
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Charlie Handsome
Charlie Handsome
Продюсер
Rex Kudo
Rex Kudo
Продюсер
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Миксинг-инженер
Jacob Richards
Jacob Richards
Ассистент инженера
Rashawn McLean
Rashawn McLean
Ассистент инженера
Michael Seaberg
Michael Seaberg
Ассистент инженера
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Мастеринг-инженер
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Мастеринг-инженер

Слова

[Verse 1]
Huh, yeah, woop
[Verse 2]
All I gotta do is pull up with the pound right now
And I could get high with you
All she gotta do is drop something 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, ooh (Woop woop)
[Verse 3]
While I’m throwin’ all these dead pres' (Woop woop)
Watch me hit 'em with the finesse (Woop woop)
You don't wanna check for damage (Woop woop)
I put that ass to bed rest (Woop woop)
[Verse 4]
Watch me pull up in the coupe
Two seater, got the double with the scoop
But it's a group, same **** from the stu' with me
Dub city, I just sent a alley-oop
From the window to the wall
Won’t you salt-shake for me when the money start to fall, okay?
Lookin' like Lamelo when I ball
Might pump fake then watch 'em jump criss-cross (Okay)
I took my hand, and I put it on your waist
She look and tell me, "****, this ain't no race"
It's all good, I can move at your pace
While I wait, I'ma break it down and mhmm
Roll something, then we blow it to the moon
Hit the gas, and you feel that shit like vroom
Legs up, and I eat that shit like mmm
We the boom, boom, boom, baby
[Verse 5]
All I gotta do is pull up with the pound right now
And I could get high with you
All she gotta do is drop something 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, ooh (Woop woop)
[Verse 6]
While I'm throwin' all these dead pres' (Woop woop)
Watch me hit 'em with the finesse (Woop woop)
You don't wanna check for damage (Woop woop)
I put that ass to bed rest (Woop woop)
[Verse 7]
I'm feelin' like JFK
Wavin' out the top of the hook, goin' crazy, ape shit
Got them bitches jumpin' out their cages
But they can't get close 'cause I'm way too famous
Still tryna keep it humble
While she bang me in my mirror, I see the gun smoke
Break it down, need change for the hundo
Every man for themselves, royal rumble
[Verse 8]
Low key, I'ma get you up and out them Balmains
So you gon' walk up out of here with no shame (No shame)
No strings, simple and plain
Before your mind change, let's ride on a, mhmm
Roll something, then we blow it to the moon
Hit the gas, and you feel that shit like vroom
Legs up, and I eat that shit like mmm
We the boom, boom, boom, baby
[Verse 9]
All I gotta do is pull up with the pound right now
And I could get high with you
All she gotta do is drop something 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, ooh (Woop woop)
[Verse 10]
While I'm throwin' all these dead pres' (Woop woop)
Watch me hit 'em with the finesse (Woop woop)
You don't wanna check for damage (Woop woop)
I put that ass to bed rest (Woop woop)
[Verse 11]
I'm throwin' all these dead pres' (Woop woop)
Watch me hit 'em with the finesse (Woop woop)
You don't wanna check for damage (Woop woop)
I put that ass to bed rest (Woop woop)
[Verse 12]
(I want to do it) Do it (Woop)
Oh, yeah, (I want to do it) do it, do it
Do it (Woop woop, mama)
(Woop woop)
(Woop woop)
(Woop woop) Yeah
Written by: Brian Todd Collins, Rex Kudo, Ryan Vojtesak
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