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kyle – king wavy lyrics

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[intro]
ayy, cut that down right quick
ayy attention, attention please
i gotta a message from king wavy himself
these stank booty n-ggas copy cat
hate perpetrate are now underwater
coming to the ocean, they ain’t gonna take our sh-t
this is our wave, n-ggas got me hot bro

[verse 1: kyle]
hey kyle how you doing? oh yo, i’m good
yeah doing fine, you know, checking vine
and wishing b-tch n-ggas would, you know
same old same, same old flame
h-lla change but nothing changed
you a nothing n-gga with a nothing squad
and a nothing song that got nothing plays
californi-motherf-cking-ayy i’ve been up for days
tryna make sure all my n-ggas paid every beat gets slayed
sixteens sweeter than a rich girl birthday
give your b-tch a pool but she still act thirsty
super-duper-destroyed n-ggas in the worst way
mayweather verses, no one wanna verse me

[chorus: kyle]
wavy, wavy, wavy, wavy
californi-motherf-cking-ayy i’ve been up for days
wavy, wavy, wavy, wavy
yeah i’m king
wavy, wavy, wavy, wavy
right? king wavy
wavy, wavy, wavy, wavy
tryna make sure all my n-ggas paid

[verse 2: kyle]
doggie do, the f-ck you think you’re gonna do to me?
besides nothing bruh?
you must be smoking on something weird
that’s got you feeling all extra tough
you a stunt man and i’m stunting bruh
so who the f-ck gets paid more? i do
all the lil n-ggas from the hood wanna fight you
and if i was a b-tch i would act just like you
go in, go in, n-gga i go
how to come weak, huh n-gga i don’t know
fire spittin’ kid spittin’ fire i roast
quarterback hands lil n-gga i throw (pow pow)
this here sound like a real n-gga theme song
keep it flowing like i left the bathroom sink on
can’t stop, won’t stop, n-gga i keep going
bay to la anybody get deebo’ed

[chorus: kyle]
wavy, wavy, wavy, wavy
californi-motherf-cking-ayy i’ve been up for days
wavy, wavy, wavy, wavy
yeah i’m king
wavy, wavy, wavy, wavy
right? king wavy
wavy, wavy, wavy, wavy
tryna make sure all my n-ggas paid

[verse 3: g-eazy]
h-llo, i’m back it’s gerald (h-llo)
come through in all black apparel (that’s him!)
come through in that black camaro
cause you know i’m getting that dinero
just copped the loft with a crazy view
flex on em like, “look what you made me do”
try stunt on me i stunt on you
i ash my f-cking blunt on you
bay area bruh i rep for the coast
cali’s on fire i ain’t even tryna boast
hoes on the side like it’s jelly on toast
if she gets too close then i hit her with the dos
peace ho, got me p-ssed off
edward scissorhands i cut a b-tch off
headed to the top tell a bop get lost
’cause i’m blowing up out of here, ready, lift off (yee)

[chorus: kyle]
wavy, wavy, wavy, wavy
californi-motherf-cking-ayy i’ve been up for days
wavy, wavy, wavy, wavy
yeah i’m king
wavy, wavy, wavy, wavy
right? king wavy
wavy, wavy, wavy, wavy
tryna make sure all my n-ggas paid



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