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9ensokyo - make em woah lyrics

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[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah

[chorus]
yeah, know that i gotta face it, d+mn
you talk sh+t, get a facelift, d+mn
turn yo’ book, gotta page it, uh
i got a show, gotta stage it
n+ggas, i left them all in amazement, d+mn
i’m in my own lane, b+tch
i’m in a stolo, you can’t phase this
ayy, bih, i can’t miss when i drop songs
i spilt tris all on my clothes
pour up tris, i need my four
i can’t f+ck with you, not bro
pull out the tool, make him “woah”
cop some shoes and somе clothes
this sh+t cost expensivе dough

[verse]
yeah, i’m in the fast lane, don’t need a taxi
i spend good, cop sh+t at zaxby’s
n+ggas talk sh+t, but he won’t tax me
i caught that ball, nfl
i got that sh+t, send him to h+ll
i’m smokin’ pack, lil’ b+tch, like kelp
i hope you get locked up, no bail
my ship just took sail
tryna ball, you fail
ice on me like hail
n+gga gon’ talk, but he too frail
brand new pack in the mail
he talk sh+t, but i’m gonna prevail
make sure your body turn stale
that glock on me go “bam”
i don’t need that sh+t on my conscience
i see sh+t, you know i’ma cop it
i freeze that boy like i’m pocahontas
talk that sh+t, buddy too obnoxious
you get popped, d+mn, you get mopped
two mags get you shot
screaming out, “oh my gosh”
[bridge]
(yeah)
ha, this a brand new coupe
the choppa, it sneeze, n+gga, like “achoo”
uh, mask on my face like doom
lil’ b+tch, i’m top one in the room
you is a porch n+gga like a coon
i cannot see ’cause i took the shrooms
yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah

[chorus]
yeah, know that i gotta face it, d+mn
you talk sh+t, get a facelift, d+mn
turn yo’ book, gotta page it, uh
i got a show, gotta stage it
n+ggas, i left them all in amazement, d+mn
i’m in my own lane, b+tch
i’m in a stolo, you can’t phase this
ayy, bih, i can’t miss when i drop songs
i spilt tris all on my clothes
pour up tris, i need my four
i can’t f+ck with you, not bro
pull out the tool, make him “woah”
cop some shoes and some clothes
this sh+t cost expensive dough



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