CJ – WHOOPTY [Official Music Lyrics]

Born, Chris Soriano, CJ is a Staten Island Native, but with a Puerto Rican background who began his musical career in 2017 at the age of 20 years old. His musical influences include hip hop royalty such as Wu Tang Clan, Jay Z, 50 Cent, and Pop Smoke. Raised on the sidelines of the music business, his explosive delivery, intertwined with floe-tic bars, has always been an ear catcher to fans as well as industry executives.

While independently pushing his talents and personally structuring his core team, CJ has worked with producers like Dizzy Banko, who produced his song “Pop”.

On August 20, 2020, CJ released “WHOOPTY” his critically acclaimed single independently with Equity distribution, which gained over 1 million views on YouTube and million on Spotify after a month of its debut. That along with over 4m fan Tik Tok videos has driven the awareness of CJ’s debut. Song delivery mixed with his explosive music video, CJ is definitely one to watch and not be taken lightly.

Lyrics:
Loyalty over royalty,
y’all n*ggas know the vibes
(Pxcoyo killed this beat, b*tch)

(Chorus)
Whoopty
B*tch, I’m outside it’s a movie
Blue cheese
I swear I’m addicted to blue cheese
I gotta stick to this paper-like loose leaf
B*tch, I’m ’bout my chicken like it’s a two-piece
You can have your b*tch back, she a groupie
She just swallowed all my kids in the two-seat
Swagged out
For Milly, we bringing them gats out
I still got some racks stuffed in the trap house
Off the 42, I’m blowing her back out
I’m back on my bullshit
Swing back with a full clip
They say I’m moving ruthless
And my shooters, they shooting
I don’t shake ’til they roof criss

I get the breesh, then it’s adiós
If I’m with your treesh then she’s giving throat
When I see police, then we getting low
That’s another piece, that’s another Zoe
Ice in the VV’s, now she’s down to get treeshy
I got all this water on me, like Fiji
B*tch, I’m posted up with Hats and the Sleezys
Smokin’ the Zaza, it goes straight to the māthā
Then I’m uppin’ the choppa
I’m hittin’ the cha-cha, open his lata
Then he dancin’ bachata

Smokin’ the Zaza, it goes straight to the māthā
Then I’m uppin’ the choppa
I’m hittin’ the cha-cha, then I open his lata
Then he dancin’ bachata

(Chorus)
Whoopty
B*tch, I’m outside it’s a movie
Blue cheese
I swear I’m addicted to blue cheese
I gotta stick to this paper-like loose leaf
B*tch, I’m ’bout my chicken like it’s a two-piece
You can have your b*tch back, she a groupie
She just swallowed all my kids in the two-seat
Swagged out
For Milly, we bringing them gats out
I still got some racks stuffed in the trap house
Off the 42, I’m blowing her back out
I’m back on my bullshit
Swing back with a full clip
They say I’m moving ruthless
And my shooters, they shooting
I don’t shake ’til they roof criss

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