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Lil Yachty - WHOLE lotta GUAP (Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Yachty
Lil Yachty
Vocals
Pi’erre Bourne
Pi’erre Bourne
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Miles Parks McCollum
Miles Parks McCollum
Songwriter
Timothy Jordan Jenks
Timothy Jordan Jenks
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pi’erre Bourne
Pi’erre Bourne
Producer
Thomas “Tillie” Mann
Mixing Engineer
Stephen "Dotcom" Farrow
Stephen "Dotcom" Farrow
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Whole lotta honeys (ooh) Too many bands, I can't thumb it (ooh) Whole lotta honeys (ooh) Too many bands, I can't thumb it (ooh) Whole lotta honeys (ooh) Too many bands, I can't thumb it (ooh) Watch how I thumb it (yeah) Choppa, it came with a drum kit I hit the jaw for the kicks I fucked a bitch in the back I got a 6 and a 2 I got a 12 and the 8 Ooh, how that taste? Baby (fuck it up, fuck it up) Eat it up, huh Upgrade the whip, had to lift it up Brother locked up, he would whip it up Whippity-whip it, whip it up Got a choppa in the kitchen Hundred bitches, they all with it And I ball like I'm Pippen I don't fall when you sippin' Never see me limpin' Used to ride 'round in the Lincoln Beat on that pussy, it's leakin' Hit it one time, now she geekin' Baby you trippin', start tweakin' You know we fuck on the weekend I got a crib at the top (top) Brother, he stay on the block (what) Brother, he sip on the wop (what) I get a whole lotta guap (guap) I get a whole lotta guap (guap) I get a whole lotta guap (guap) Whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta guap (guap) I get a whole lotta guap (guap) Used to have work in the sauce I'm talkin' pieces that hit (yeah) Bro got the stickies Bro got the bullets that hit Bullets, they hit All of my diamonds, they hit (man down) I get a whole lotta guap (guap) I get a whole lotta guap (guap) Whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta guap (guap) Free my bro Reese out the slammer Reese when he walk with the hammer Everyday Christmas, everyday Christmas Baby girl, tell me your wishlist Fuckin' a bitch, oh that's your thot Damn, now she a mistress I'm in the basement like Tigger This lil' white bitch call me "nigga" Long as she don't call me bro Dick in her throat till she choke Me and the gang make it rain Tell me, lil' bitch can you float Walk in the club with the scope Diamond chains, fuck ropes Ayy, whole lotta guap I get a whole lotta guap Fuck that lil' bitch out her socks Teach a stripper 'bout stocks Stalk, all of these bitches they stalk Watch how a young nigga walk I put the Bentley in park I got a crib at the top (top) Brother, he stay on the block (what) Brother, he sip on the wop (what) I get a whole lotta guap (guap) I get a whole lotta guap (guap) I get a whole lotta guap (guap) Whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta guap (guap) I get a whole lotta guap (guap) Used to have work on the sauce I'm talkin' pieces that hit (yeah) Bro got the stickies Bro got the bullets that hit Bullets, they hit All of my diamonds, they hit (man down) I get a whole lotta guap (guap) I get a whole lotta guap (guap) Whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta guap (guap)
Writer(s): Miles Parks Mccollum, Jordan Jenks Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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