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co cash – wicked lyrics

[verse 1]
i kept it cool like the ice in the water (i did)
said the whole city got hot as nevada
every n+gga think he is a shotta
act like he hard but soft as a koala
every b+tch think that she is a model
but can’t even afford to go to the parlor
you see subliminals whеn it’s a problem
i don’t have a worry, hakuna matata

[refrain]
k!llers with him (yеah)
some dealers with him (yeah)
couple b+tches with him (yeah)
it’s a billion of them (yeah)
it’s about business with him
ain’t no feelings with him (nah)
ain’t no squealin’ with him (nope)
it get real in the m
these n+ggas broke but he said he want smoke
so let’s put this sh+t in the air
he said that it’s up, then we pullin’ in
just let me know when and where
i’m stackin’ my bucks, i’m stackin’ my ends
i make the trap jump like a hare
i’m sendin’ them shots out that f.n
them b+tches hit just like a snare
[verse 2]
maneuver with my lil’ shooter
i’m like timon and he pumba
he get the workout like zumba
just sent the pack through a uber
in my wifebeater, some skinnies some
michael j’s, not no puma’s
still hit the block with the hoodlums still eat oodles and noodles
these n+ggas hate me just ’cause who i am
but i never give em a d+mn
can’t let no more lames come hangin’ around
them n+ggas ain’t nothin’ to the fam
lil’ b+tch, i’m with gang, we all got a glock and over here they never jam
you gon’ hear it bang, you gon’ hear it c+ck
but you gon’ be seeing’it blam, d+mn
now look what happened we could’ve avoided that
you could’ve threw the white flag and aborted that
snare drum on the ar, had to order that
n+ggas be snitchin’, i heard they reported it
was down but now we on the upper level
a crown, i just bought a rollie bezel a
tournament, i been ballin’ with the felons
fraternity, i been hangin’ with these n+ggas

[chorus]
we at the top but we come from the bottom
he sold the product, now look where it got ’em
young n+gga trap on the block with a choppa
first n+gga play then he gon’ be done, shot him
he got the glock while attending the party
don’t make him bust ya just like a pinata
might catch a body while drippin’ in prada
gun it go ratatatatatata
[refrain]
k!llers with him (yeah)
some dealers with him (yeah)
couple b+tches with him (yeah)
it’s a billion of them (yeah)
it’s about business with him
ain’t no feelings with him (nah)
ain’t no squealin’ with him (nope)
it get real in the m
these n+ggas broke but he said he want smoke
so let’s put this sh+t in the air
he said that it’s up, then we pullin’ in
just let me know when and where
i’m stackin’ my bucks, i’m stackin’ my ends
i make the trap jump like a hare
i’m sendin’ them shots out that f.n
them b+tches hit just like a snare

[outro]
ooh, they gon’ hit you (they gon’ hit you)
let’s get ignorant (let’s get ignorant)
i’m from memphis (i’m from memphis)
strictly pimpin’ (strictly pimpin’)
ain’t no switchin’ (ain’t no switchin’)
these n+ggas trippin’ (these n+ggas trippin’)
don’t be slippin’ (don’t be slippin’)
this sh+t get wicked (this sh+t get wicked)
ooh, they gon’ hit you (they gon’ hit you)
let’s get ignorant (let’s get ignorant)
i’m from memphis (i’m from memphis)
strictly pimpin’ (strictly pimpin’)
ain’t no switchin’ (ain’t no switchin’)
these n+ggas trippin’ (these n+ggas trippin’)
don’t be slippin’ (don’t be slippin’)
this sh+t get wicked (this sh+t get wicked)

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