paroles de chanson Voodoo - Chris Messan

Hey, hey

Shawty got that voodoo
If you had a twin baby, I'd still have to choose you
We don't do the trends, baby, who we gotta prove to?
You know we locked in, we connected like the Bluetooth
Foreign on the VIN, this some shit for us to cruise to
This right here for uh, just some shit for her to groove to
Slipping off your Skims, I'm gon put you in the mood too
Only way I win is if a nigga never lose you

Swear lil baby got voodoo
She keep bringing that cake 'round, that shit gon make me go cuckoo
Like her best in that birthday, she don't really need no new suit
Say she loving my word play, ain't the only play to get used to
Still look good on her worst day, bring that big ol' ass and come lay low
She ain't really that thick, but I know she love it when a nigga say so
And she stay up out the mix, running up the bread, playing with the pesos
Never worried 'bout a bitch, shawty way ahead, what she gotta hate for? (You know she don't)

Shawty got that voodoo
If you had a twin baby, I'd still have to choose you
We don't do the trends, baby, who we gotta prove to?
You know we locked in, we connected like the Bluetooth
Foreign on the VIN, this some shit for us to cruise to
This right here for uh, just some shit for her to groove to
Slipping off your Skims, I'm gon put you in the mood too
Only way I win is if a nigga never lose you

You got that voodoo
Come put a spell on it
If she asked me to rate 1 through 10, I'd probably throw 12 on it
'Cause I'm tryna cuff, you get it?
She calling my bluff, I meant it
We been on a run, let's rev it
The money is up, let's bet it
She don't be pulling her phone out (Nah)
She don't be checking the bros out (Nah)
And I be impressed, the way that she dressed, I told her I'm loving her loadout
And when we step out, she know she my flex, so baby girl go 'head and show out
And when we get back, Imma go down (Bring that ass and come here)

Shawty got that voodoo
If you had a twin baby, I'd still have to choose you
We don't do the trends, baby, who we gotta prove to?
You know we locked in, we connected like the Bluetooth
Foreign on the VIN, this some shit for us to cruise to
This right here for uh, just some shit for her to groove to
Slipping off your Skims, I'm gon put you in the mood too
Only way I win is if a nigga never lose you