Lyrics Whoa (feat. Eugene Miranda & MyGuy FlyRy) - Prim0s
Supreme
be
the
Prim0s,
got
the
good
pre-rolls
God
body
blessed,
I
sees
no
evil
Got
it
on
lock
when
we
stepped
in
the
spot
All
the
ladies
stop,
lookin
shocked
when
we
drop
Ry
here,
Tone
here,
Eugene
got
the
beat
lock
Fire
up
the
flame,
we
gon'
hit
em'
with
the
heat
rock
Big
clouds,
large
flames,
Eugene
make
the
beat
rock
Rock
with
us
now,
it's
too
late
when
the
team
pop
We
got
viewes,
we
got
streams
Yesterday
this
was
just
a
dream
This
is
what
it
means
to
be
winning
with
the
whole
team
This
is
in
the
genes,
we
got
it
sewn
up
from
the
seams
I'll
show
you
what
it
means
By
the
gleam
and
the
bling
in
the
pink
ring
Today's
price
ain't
yesterday's
price
Used
to
take
orders
now,
talk
to
us
nice
Went
from
McDonald's
to
meals
with
the
spice
Thank
Jesus
Christ,
no
roll
of
the
dice
This
was
divine,
meaning
it's
our
time
Manifest
our
vision
water
whippin'
in
the
kitchen
We
did
it
off
the
pivot,
now
look
at
how
we
livin'
At
the
hole
Finger
roll
We
left
em'
like
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Yo,
when
I
put
pen
to
paper
Which
by
the
way
really
ain't
even
my
nature
The
haters
take
notice
but
they
ain't
gon'
say
shit
Too
high
too
fly
No
cappin',
no
fakin'
We
movin'
on
up,
Outkast
elevators
Primos
VIP,
you
blacklist,
James
Spader
Greet
you,
and
serve
you,
you're
a
lyrical
Waiter
Blowin
up
spots,
leave
only
a
crater
I'm
eating'
emcees,
it's
like
the
game
caters
Movin'
the
crowd
like
I'm
movin'
the
faders
You
thought
you
was
hot,
tell
Ry
and
I
came
up
Yo,
next
album
flop
You
know
who
to
blame,
huh
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
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