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PLUTO - Whim Whamiee (feat. YK Niece) [Official Music Video] || Dir. Don Wong Films
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
PLUTO
PLUTO
Rap
YKNIECE
YKNIECE
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jada Amaurie Smith
Jada Amaurie Smith
Songwriter
Christopher Webster
Christopher Webster
Songwriter
Michael Griffin
Michael Griffin
Songwriter
Xavier Dotson
Xavier Dotson
Songwriter
Otis Williams, Jr
Otis Williams, Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Zaytoven
Zaytoven
Producer
Mikey
Mikey
Producer
Jai
Jai
Producer
Luu Douleur
Luu Douleur
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
We finna make a hit tonight, PLUTO
Let's ride, ah
Let's go
Ride this shit, just— come on
Let's ride
[Verse 1]
Big Pluto, bitch, like, what the fuck?
Slidin' down Ashby with the brew, you know we deep as fuck (We deep as fuck, ho)
He want me bad, heard he a duck
Can't get no coochie out the queen, put some Lulu on this butt (Lululemon)
Fuck a scram, we gettin' money
Fresh to death when I pop out, ho, you forever lookin' funny (You lookin' funny, ho)
Free pickin', bitch, I'm with the gang
Called up bro, sung like a choir, they gon' let them Dracos sing
[PreChorus]
Whim wham, bitch, you burnt out (Yo)
Whim wham, oh bitch, I'm turnt now (Oh, bitch, I'm turnt)
Catchin' plays, stay out the way (Mm-hmm)
That's my type, I'm tryna fuck, bitch, and right now (Right now)
[Chorus]
Yeah, we gettin' money, yeah, we gettin' pape' (Huh? For sure)
Shake that ass, hit a split, throw that wham all in his face
We forever gettin' money, you forever gon' be mad
Somethin' like BunnaB 'cause her **** dropped the bag
Shake that ass, ho, whim whamie (Shake that ass)
Go get a bag, ho, 'cause you don't scare me
Shake that ass, ho, whim whamie (Huncho Pluto)
Go get a bag, ho, 'cause you don't scare me (Don't scare me)
YK, what's up?
[Verse 2]
Scram-ass ho, oh yeah, you broke, we get some money, we want some more
If you ain't a ten then hit the door (Then hit this door, ho)
He want this cat, I'm makin' plays, no type of time, I'm makin' pape'
I might just put it in his face (I'm talkin' 'bout in it)
[PreChorus]
Whim wham, bitch, you burnt out (Bitch, you burnt out)
Whim whim, oh bitch, I'm turnt now (Oh, bitch, I'm turnt now)
Catchin' plays, stayin' out the way (Mm-hmm)
That's my type, I'm tryna fuck, bitch, and right now
[Chorus]
Yeah, we gettin' money, yeah, we gettin' pape'
Shake that ass, hit a split, throw that wham all in his face (Let's go, whim wham)
We forever gettin' money, you forever gon' be mad
Somethin' like BunnaB 'cause her **** dropped the bag
Shake that ass, ho, whim whamie
I said, uh, you don't scare me
Shake that ass, ho, whim whamie (Whim whamie)
Go get a bag, ho, like you don't scare me (Get that bag, you don't scare me, ho, what's up?)
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