Whoa
Whoa
Whoa

I'm already, don't know
I said I've already talked to myself
Maybe it's true what they say 'bout you
You're in the loop if you knew what I knew

You've been used at the hotel room (hey)
I smell the booze, not your cheap perfume
I'm quick to move on, don't get it confused
I have a future with shit to lose (go)

Whoa, you better turn up (oh)
Oh, now you better catch up (oh)
Front to back, girl, jigga chimmy cha-cha, mmm
Front to back, girl, let me see you cha-cha, mmm

You wanna talk 'bout me, what about you?
You like to party and hang with your groupies now
And I was up at midnight pacing 'round the room thinkin' 'bout you
You turn your phone off, guess I will too

I know you were at a hotel room (hey)
You've got her lipstick on your shirt, I'm no fool
I'm quick to move on, don't get it confused
I have a future with shit to lose
You're gonna lose me, so now I

Whoa, you better turn up (oh)
Oh, now you better catch up (oh)
Front to back, girl, jigga chimmy cha-cha, mmm
Front to back, girl, let me see you cha-cha, mmm

Oh, you angry, I'm just tryna party
Why you trippin' when I give you what you give to me?
You run a big game, well, baby, I can play
You gon' be trippin' when I give you what you give to me

Whoa, you better turn up (oh)
Oh, now you better catch up (oh)
Front to back, girl, jigga chimmy cha-cha, mmm
Front to back, girl, let me see you cha-cha mmm

Mmm
Mmm

Copyright: O/B/O DistroKid, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Adam Gann Waldman, Asheton Terrence O Niel Hogan, Chloe Elizabeth Bailey, Halle Lynn Bailey, Khalif Malik Ibin Shaman Brown, Michael Len Williams