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lil gotit - wock'* lyrics

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[chorus]
wock’, sippin’ on [?] (wock’)
drop, he caught a blessing (prr)
opp ain’t get the message
ship it to [?]
i count my backends right up with the cake (swerve)
please don’t put [?] on my stage (ayy)
[?] shoot out that drac’, yeah
keep that blue face to my safe (woo)
he cappin’ like he got some meat on his taco (taco)
we ridin’ with snakes, it’s a [?] off (woah)
it’s like [?], he shootin’ like rambo (stop that)
clean up the spot like we can’t use a drainer

[post+chorus]
yeah, [?]
cartier, i got [?] on my wrist
go put a dime on you here and yo’ b+tch (woah)
[?] kickin’ this sh+t
too fast, nah, pop out these [?]

[verse 1]
he talkin’, we see him, he drive out and sh+t
like nike, we get him and check out the list
i [?] die ’bout this sh+t
too toxic, i hope [?] alone
[?], i got the [?], ain’t got her [?], n+gga
i see that sh+t on my waist, [?]
big poppin’ [?]
yeah, yeah, yeah, watch you twerk
[?] put it in and skirt
i been poppin’ sh+t up since the birth
play, can’t wait to put that n+gga on a shirt
janky+ass ho, gotta let y’all burst
[?], he ain’t realest on the clique
when i pop the tags, used to amiris on the jeans
[?] for the zaza neck
n+gga, f+ck the mink [?], percs and [?]
[chorus]
wock’, sippin’ on [?] (wock’)
drop, he caught a blessing (prr)
opp ain’t get the message
ship it to [?]
i count my backends right up with the cake (swerve)
please don’t put [?] on my stage (ayy)
[?] shoot out that drac’, yeah
keep that blue face to my safe (woo)
he cappin’ like he got some meat on his taco (taco)
we ridin’ with snakes, it’s a [?] off (woah)
it’s like [?], he shootin’ like rambo (stop that)
clean up the spot like we can’t use a drainer

[post+chorus]
yeah, [?]
cartier, i got [?] on my wrist
go put a dime on you here and yo’ b+tch (woah)
[?] kickin’ this sh+t
too fast, nah, pop out these [?]

[verse 2]
i had to smile with a [?] on my wrist
been clutchin’ some sh+ts ’cause i bust down my gl!ck
toes curved when she suck on my d+ck (woo)
that sh+t is a big body benz, she asked for it (asked for it)
i [?] my money, talk ’bout the cash (prr)
i started [?], for million some cash
drip on a jet, no, i cannot be late (on a jet)
it’s two to the dash, boys
i give her tutor and she asked for it
need to stop it, but i need some [?] more
i’m talkin’ ’bout atlanta, yeah, straight out the [?]
long neck, b+tch, it look like [?]
[?] scottie pippen, everybody winnnin’
run this sh+t up, [?]
[chorus]
wock’, sippin’ on [?] (wock’)
drop, he caught a blessing (prr)
opp ain’t get the message
ship it to [?]
i count my backends right up with the cake (swerve)
please don’t put [?] on my stage (ayy)
[?] shoot out that drac’, yeah
keep that blue face to my safe (woo)
he cappin’ like he got some meat on his taco (taco)
we ridin’ with snakes, it’s a [?] off (woah)
it’s like [?], he shootin’ like rambo (stop that)
clean up the spot like we can’t use a drainer

[post+chorus]
yeah, [?]
cartier, i got [?] on my wrist
go put a dime on you here and yo’ b+tch (woah)
[?] kickin’ this sh+t
too fast, nah, pop out these [?]

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