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nuk & wizz havinn - havin lyrics

[chorus: nuk]
havin’, havin’
b+tch, we really havin’
we havin’ our way with this sh+t, you hear me?

[verse 1: nuk]
i got two pots goin’ now, i’m not the microwave man
i whipped up the girl and stepped on doggy with the same hand
i get high and shave grams, d+mn near like i’m point shaving
my b+tch can tell when i pop 30s, she can hear my voice changing
in the kitchen, i’m a wiz, tell them boys we havin’ sh+t
a bougie b+tch can keep her p+ssy, that ain’t where i’m stashin’ sh+t
i smacked it twice, we back in business, i just hit a half a chicken
brodie ‘nem had bricks and they ain’t even had no recognition
what you havin’? n+gga, what you stashin’?
glocky with thе switch and her nipple slip like janеt jackson
told the b+tch just keep it down, no interruptions, brodie crafting
my n+ggas tell me i’m a star when we be thuggin’, ain’t no rapping

[refrain: nuk]
what’s my pros today? what i’m gon’ blow today?
we slide down just like it’s roller skates, now leave the coldest case
i’m a heavyweight, you n+ggas welterweights
come on, n+gga, get your order straight, we shippin’ ‘bows today

[chorus: nuk]
we havin’, havin’
boy, we really havin’, havin’
b+tch, we really havin’, havin’
we havin’ our way with this sh+t, you hear me?
[verse 2: wizz havinn]
they know we really havin’ sh+t
reachin’ for my neck, it’s gon’ be a tragedy
trash bags in the trunk full of packages
i’m in the trenches, posted up with my savages
they like, “why they call you wizz?” i’ll pull a magic trick (wizzard)
try to play me like a b+tch, boy, i ain’t havin’ it (uh+uh)
twelve hundred for my shoes, these lanvin kicks
i go zoom in this coupe, it ain’t average
catch me jumpin’ out that f+cker with the baddest b+tch
okay, i told that ho i love her, i just had to hit
runt me up a check and then spunt the bag on ricks
n+ggas broke as f+ck, ain’t never spunt cash on sh+t

[chorus: nuk]
we havin’, havin’
boy, we really havin’, havin’
b+tch, we really havin’, havin’
we havin’ our way with this sh+t, you hear me?

[verse 3: nuk]
showin’ off my wrist, i bet i’ll never let that chicken go
i got a freaky b+tch that chase the b+lls down just like piccolo
if i ain’t got my glock, i’m knowin’ trigga will or wick’ll blow
stashed a quarter ticket
in the floor and ceiling
your b+tch can’t keep nuk up out her mouth, she just like maggie simpson
b+tch, let’s start another run, i shoot the bag to britain
if the feds try to track my way of trappin’, it’s like polka dots
i been havin’ way too long, my old b+tch think she over now
[refrain: nuk]
what’s my pros today? what i’m gon’ blow today?
we slide down just like it’s roller skates, now leave the coldest case
i’m a heavyweight, you n+ggas welterweights
come on, n+gga, get your order straight, we shippin’ ‘bows today

- nuk wizz havinn lyrics

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