Whoopty Freestyle - Westside Boogie

Whoopty FreestyleWestside Boogie

Quotable Lyrics:
Hundred percent of me went to the Lord,
When momma was poor and I never wanted a sip
Hate on the front of my lip
How I’m gon’ stomach this sh*t, this hunger a son of a b*tch
Feel like you love to trigger me, can’t forget how to touch an enemy