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fetty wap - island boyz lyrics

[intro: dj big l & fetty wap]
n-gg-s can’t f-cking stop us
zoogang
zoovie, zoovie
let’s go!

[chorus: fetty wap]
yeah, what’s the difference between us? we real rich, yeah
gun license for the crew, i let ’em drill sh-t, yeah
only hoes love to argue, you ain’t real, b-tch, yeah
rgf, the island boys, get it real quick, yeah
what’s the difference between us? we real rich, yeah
gun license for the crew, i let ’em drill sh-t, yeah
only hoes love to argue, you ain’t real, b-tch, yeah
rgf, them island boys, get it real quick, yeah

[verse 1: fetty wap]
b-tch, i’m poppa smurf, i got bands, what is he in for?
i was in the trap, sellin’ crack for my ten to fo’
call me netty wap with the guap, rocking timberland
in my old days, kept a glock, sn-tch yo’ benjamin
i was on the porch, waiting for the mailman, yeah
knew i had that pack soon as that mail came, yeah
i was getting birds straight from the china man, yeah
pop one of these chiggas, feel like you in china, man, yeah
now i’m doing shows, getting paid for some true sh-t
dropped “trap queen” then we got the whole crew lit
rgf the island, taking b-tches on a cruise ship
only bad b-tches who the zoovie love to cruise with, wow!

[chorus: fetty wap]
what’s the difference between us? we real rich, yeah
gun license for the crew, i let ’em drill sh-t, yeah
only hoes love to argue, you ain’t real, b-tch, yeah
rgf, the island boys, get it real quick, yeah
what’s the difference between us? we real rich, yeah
gun license for the crew, i let ’em drill sh-t, yeah
only hoes love to argue, you ain’t real, b-tch, yeah
rgf, them island boys, get it real quick, yeah

[verse 2: drebo]
chains on, lil n-gg-, pipes on, lil trap
this your b-tch theme song, n-gg-, tell your n-gg-, “get back”
she said she love the squeezy, baby, these f-ck n-gg-s hate me
we pulling up crazy, these percs got me lazy, d-mn
i fell in love with these balmains, got robin jeans in my sh-t
ben franklins stay on me, that’s h-lla blues in my grip
yeah, i got a bad b-tch with a fat -ss, she still sucking my d-ck
and we rolling ’round, we running ’round, we still stay with that clip
all this ice all on my neck, young n-gg- gon’ flex
ain’t got nikes on, these balenciagas, but i’m still getting that check
i swear a young n-gg- so blessed, i’m gettin’ money f-ck stress
solid n-gg-, no vest, you broke n-gg-s, no sense, squeezy

[verse 3: monty]
1738, them n-gg-s still lit
that’s that sh-t my haters gotta deal with
bad, pretty hoe, i’ma chill with
everybody dead, hit the k!ll switch
boy, don’t get your wheels h-t, riding with the draco
catch him then it’s case closed, f-ck n-gg-s, we hate those
lots and lots of bank rolls, that means that i’m real rich
i heard that’s your main hoe and she let me still hit
said she want the cool whip
every time she call me up, pick up and be like, “who dis?”
monty getting money so i guess he on his new sh-t
cruise sh-t, mixing 17 with the d’ussé, d’ussé, d-mn

[outro: fetty wap]
rgf, them island boys, get it real quick, yeah
rgf, them island boys, get it real quick, yeah

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