Woah!* (neptune's anthem)

Yea yea Woah Woah Woah Lately I been feeling stuck in slow-mo They been tryna kill me but I wont go No, no No, no Oh no She said that she love me i don't know, oh But I love it when she drop it low, oh, oh, oh So get that bag Imma throw this cash Yea yea Make that shit drop Yea yea Whip push to start Yea yea And I'ma keep running these beats cause I'm missing a beat in my heart Yea yea And she gon' keep fucking with me cause she know a young nigga too hard Yea yea And it don't really matter what you gotta say cause we know you a narc Yea yea And I put so much water all over my body, feel like Noah's Ark My new bitch so bad, yea she a work of art That nigga he mad cuz my bitch broke his heart That makes us both heartbreakers and the heartbroken I don't know where the f*ck I should start She know I'm a hard nigga and I'm soft spoken and that I really don't give a f*ck, aye So no I don't talk a lot Antisocial can't be put in a box Ass be shaking up and down, hydraulics I really get bread and these niggas get crumbs I'm too far ahead, don't think they can catch up You should tune in, you been out of touch You smoking on mids, I'm smoking on runtz The shit that I smoke make you float like Woah Woah Lately I been feeling stuck in slow-mo They been tryna kill me but I wont go No, no No, no Oh no She said that she love me, i don't know, oh But I love it when she drop it low, oh, oh, oh So get that bag Imma throw this cash I've been taking hella drugs and no they still not healing me I've been pouring out my heart and yet they still not hearing me I've been pouring drink so much I swear this shit been killing me Packs been on gymnastics so I know these shits gon flip with ease Three bad bitches, came from heaven, that's the holy trinity Tryna take me out, and bring me down, but I know I'll succeed I've been feeling down, I need an out, pass me an oxy please Okay, now I'm feeling down and feeling high so please don't talk to me I feel like Woah Woah Woah I'm so fucking high I feel like Woah Woah Woah Feel like imma die, I'm like Woah Woah Lately I been feeling stuck in slow-mo They been tryna kill me but I wont go No, no No, no Oh no She said that she love me, I dont know, oh But I love it when she drops it low, oh, oh, oh So get that bag Imma throw this cash Yea yea