Who big steppa bitch
Find out with my all black timbs
Who drip fresher bitch
Blind ya'll with my bezel wrist
Who move the weather bitch
Cloud9ne rein gon drown yo sins
Who do it better bitch
No one better bitch
Won't get to' up cuz I keep my toes down
Westside yeah throw up do this shit for hometown
Cruising with whole pounds
Voodoo the hoe down
Anytime she slide I gotta hulu then throw her out
Neva stressin
Index on the trigger countin every blessin
Wonder how I got here when I came from desert
Sandstorms come from clouds so bitch don't ever test it
Gotta keep em guessin
Who big steppa bitch
Find out with my all black timbs
Who drip fresher bitch
Blind yall with my bezel wrist
Who move the weather bitch
Cloud9ne rein gon drown yo sins
Who do it better bitch
No one better bitch
The definition of insanity is doing the same shit over and over again expecting a different result, yall some insane montha f*ckas with the same ol job, same ol bitch, acting like one too, yet still expecting hand outs? that's crazy. see me? I'm on my new shit, my new whip, my new bitch, my new clique stay movin them blue bricks
Don't step in our way we maneuver with huge clips make you shit
I holland my days till I'm gucci ya'll levis too goofy
Won't kick it with hoes I'm not bruce lee but if three slide make some movies
Now they callin me oscar the gold
Swear I'm the goat
Hear the fans quote
Winter bars cold better bring you some coco
Travel to tokyo
With a lil scorpio
F*ck up korakuen packin the stands
50k fans
Stackin' the yen
Ya'll steady smoking while I'm on the transport
All that you can snort
Won't fit no jansport
Shit I know you won't never get it
Rocks from the moon
Take off zoom
Like click clack boom get semi with it
Pull up to the fuction
No need for discussion
Air the bitch out no chris tuckin
When I meet the hoe no lips touchin
Treat her like a fan always dick suckin
Ain't got no vans how you still wondrin
Who the biggest steppa bitch
Find out with my all black timbs
Who here drippin fresher bitch
Blind yall with my bezel wrist
Who else move the weather bitch
Cloud9ne rein gon drown yo sins
Ask who could do it better bitch
But no one better bitch
Cloud9ne - Who.Better Lyrics
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English
Who big steppa bitch
Find out with my all black timbs
Who drip fresher bitch
Blind ya'll with my bezel wrist
Who move the weather bitch
Cloud9ne rein gon drown yo sins
Who do it better bitch
No one better bitch
Won't get to' up cuz I keep my toes down
Westside yeah throw up do this shit for hometown
Cruising with whole pounds
Voodoo the hoe down
Anytime she slide I gotta hulu then throw her out
Neva stressin
Index on the trigger countin every blessin
Wonder how I got here when I came from desert
Sandstorms come from clouds so bitch don't ever test it
Gotta keep em guessin
Who big steppa bitch
Find out with my all black timbs
Who drip fresher bitch
Blind yall with my bezel wrist
Who move the weather bitch
Cloud9ne rein gon drown yo sins
Who do it better bitch
No one better bitch
The definition of insanity is doing the same shit over and over again expecting a different result, yall some insane montha f*ckas with the same ol job, same ol bitch, acting like one too, yet still expecting hand outs? that's crazy. see me? I'm on my new shit, my new whip, my new bitch, my new clique stay movin them blue bricks
Don't step in our way we maneuver with huge clips make you shit
I holland my days till I'm gucci ya'll levis too goofy
Won't kick it with hoes I'm not bruce lee but if three slide make some movies
Now they callin me oscar the gold
Swear I'm the goat
Hear the fans quote
Winter bars cold better bring you some coco
Travel to tokyo
With a lil scorpio
F*ck up korakuen packin the stands
50k fans
Stackin' the yen
Ya'll steady smoking while I'm on the transport
All that you can snort
Won't fit no jansport
Shit I know you won't never get it
Rocks from the moon
Take off zoom
Like click clack boom get semi with it
Pull up to the fuction
No need for discussion
Air the bitch out no chris tuckin
When I meet the hoe no lips touchin
Treat her like a fan always dick suckin
Ain't got no vans how you still wondrin
Who the biggest steppa bitch
Find out with my all black timbs
Who here drippin fresher bitch
Blind yall with my bezel wrist
Who else move the weather bitch
Cloud9ne rein gon drown yo sins
Ask who could do it better bitch
But no one better bitch
Find out with my all black timbs
Who drip fresher bitch
Blind ya'll with my bezel wrist
Who move the weather bitch
Cloud9ne rein gon drown yo sins
Who do it better bitch
No one better bitch
Won't get to' up cuz I keep my toes down
Westside yeah throw up do this shit for hometown
Cruising with whole pounds
Voodoo the hoe down
Anytime she slide I gotta hulu then throw her out
Neva stressin
Index on the trigger countin every blessin
Wonder how I got here when I came from desert
Sandstorms come from clouds so bitch don't ever test it
Gotta keep em guessin
Who big steppa bitch
Find out with my all black timbs
Who drip fresher bitch
Blind yall with my bezel wrist
Who move the weather bitch
Cloud9ne rein gon drown yo sins
Who do it better bitch
No one better bitch
The definition of insanity is doing the same shit over and over again expecting a different result, yall some insane montha f*ckas with the same ol job, same ol bitch, acting like one too, yet still expecting hand outs? that's crazy. see me? I'm on my new shit, my new whip, my new bitch, my new clique stay movin them blue bricks
Don't step in our way we maneuver with huge clips make you shit
I holland my days till I'm gucci ya'll levis too goofy
Won't kick it with hoes I'm not bruce lee but if three slide make some movies
Now they callin me oscar the gold
Swear I'm the goat
Hear the fans quote
Winter bars cold better bring you some coco
Travel to tokyo
With a lil scorpio
F*ck up korakuen packin the stands
50k fans
Stackin' the yen
Ya'll steady smoking while I'm on the transport
All that you can snort
Won't fit no jansport
Shit I know you won't never get it
Rocks from the moon
Take off zoom
Like click clack boom get semi with it
Pull up to the fuction
No need for discussion
Air the bitch out no chris tuckin
When I meet the hoe no lips touchin
Treat her like a fan always dick suckin
Ain't got no vans how you still wondrin
Who the biggest steppa bitch
Find out with my all black timbs
Who here drippin fresher bitch
Blind yall with my bezel wrist
Who else move the weather bitch
Cloud9ne rein gon drown yo sins
Ask who could do it better bitch
But no one better bitch
Writer: Samuel Robert
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid