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phresher - whole thang lyrics

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[chorus]
whole thang, whole thang, whole thang
f-ck half, i want the whole thang (byatch)
my name harry in the streets boy
i’m bout to tell you what you need boy
got the game on a leash boy
my n-ggas looking for a feast boy
f-ck half, i want the whole thang (i want the whole thang)
f-ck half, i want the whole thang (i want the whole thang)
f-ck half, i want the whole thang (the whole thang)
f-ck half, i want the whole thang (i want the whole thang)

[verse 1]
d-mn right i want the whole thang
especially with a ph that’s my whole name
i swear to god these n-ggas so lame
they on this b-tch, i play the whole game
b-tch i’m balling like lebron james
won’t stop till i sell out the gold day
that b-tch ain’t gotta speak up on every propane
i hear you falling off when i hit a rollie
come get your one and only stolen
eat a p-ssy up like it’s lo mein
rip my shirt up like i’m hogan
then beat the p-ssy till its swollen

[pre-chorus]
d-mn i ain’t got no chill boy (i ain’t got no chill boy)
the game always tryna k!ll somethin (always tryna k!ll something)
evel knievel cause i’m still stuntin’ (cause i’m still stuntin’)

[chorus]
whole thang, whole thang, whole thang
f-ck half, i want the whole thang (biatch)
my name harry in the streets boy
i’m bout to tell you what you need boy
got the game on a leash boy
my n-ggas looking for a feast boy
f-ck half, i want the whole thang (i want the whole thang)
f-ck half, i want the whole thang (i want the whole thang)
f-ck half, i want the whole thang (the whole thang)
f-ck half, i want the whole thang (i want the whole thang)

[verse 2]
my money still flipping like an acrobat
b-tch why you just eat and ganging there’s nothing after that
n-ggas can’t see me they got cataracts
don’t let problems escalate i ain’t no cadillac
see me in the streets they be like there he go
keep one eye open like i’m fetty though
you cash like the gated home, i’m ready though
turn your brains to spaghetti-o
my god, my god
ain’t n0body out here f-cking with my squad
ain’t n0body out here as chill as me as real as me
when they talking bout the greatest
they consider me

[pre-chorus]
d-mn i ain’t got no chill boy (i ain’t got no chill boy)
the game always tryna k!ll somethin (always tryna k!ll something)
evel knievel cause i’m still stuntin’ (cause i’m still stuntin’)

[chorus]
whole thang, whole thang, whole thang
f-ck half, i want the whole thang (biatch)
my name harry in the streets boy
i’m bout to tell you what you need boy
got the game on a leash boy
my n-ggas looking for a feast boy
f-ck half, i want the whole thang (i want the whole thang)
f-ck half, i want the whole thang (i want the whole thang)
f-ck half, i want the whole thang (the whole thang)
f-ck half, i want the whole thang (i want the whole thang)



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