heygwuapo! – lets get it lyrics
[intro: rich amiri]
ayy, cgm, where you at?
she wanna f+ck, let’s, uh (phew)
she wanna f+ck, let’s, uh
she wanna f+ck, let’s, uh
let’s go, ayy
[chorus: rich amiri]
she wanna f+ck, let’s, uh, what?
she wanna f+ck, let’s get it
pull up, my windows be tinted
i’ma just hit on this b+tch then i’m finished
cookin’ up work on the stove, ’bout to whip it
f+ckin’ his family, just parked up the benz’s
your ho on her knees like she a lil’ christian
run up the racks, so i had to get it
[verse 1: rich amiri]
run up the racks, i count up my chicken
uh, i had to count up my paper
that boy a [?], yeah, b+tch, he a hater
follow on cam’, i guess i made her
that ho gon’ give me the p+ssy you paid for
shapin’ him up, ain’t give him a tapеr
that boy a pack, i might just face ’em
fent in his drugs, d+mn, i lacеd him
ain’t givin’ it up, huh
don’t give a f+ck, lil’ boy, i’m takin’
heard he want static, n+gga, what’s shakin’?
that boy a pig, get turned into bacon
stealin’ my flow, they be stealin’ my cadence
i got on all white like a racist
he on the phone with his ho cupcakin’
i’m on the phone with this ho caucasian
[chorus: rich amiri]
she wanna f+ck, let’s, uh, what?
she wanna f+ck, let’s get it
pull up, my windows be tinted
i’ma just hit on this b+tch then i’m finished
cookin’ up work on the stove, ’bout to whip it
f+ckin’ his family, just parked up the benz’s
your ho on her knees like she a lil’ christian
run up the racks, so i had to get it
[verse 2: heygwuapo!]
i walk in the bank, i walk in the bank and i’m laughin’
i hop in the coupe, i hop in that b+tch and i crashed it
b+tch, are you [?]? i’m goin’ up, i’m goin’ up, b+tch, i’m talkin’ to satan
i’m on the ace, i’m off a perc, i’m throwin’ up but i know what i’m sayin’
can’t you tell me sh+t, yeah, i’m way too rich, lil’ b+tch
yeah, i’m way too up, lil’ ho, i been on my business sh+t
how the f+ck you gon’ expose the [?]? you can’t feel this sh+t
they just want up on the wave ’cause they see i’m livin’ lit
let’s get it, let’s get it, i spin the block like a fidget
walk into saks and i spend me a ticket
hit from the back, she like where do i hit it
[chorus: rich amiri]
she wanna f+ck, let’s, uh, what?
she wanna f+ck, let’s get it
pull up, my windows be tinted
i’ma just hit on this b+tch then i’m finished
cookin’ up work on the stove, ’bout to whip it
f+ckin’ his family, just parked up the benz’s
your ho on her knees like she a lil’ christian
run up the racks, so i had to get it
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