sickboyrari – wavy like africa lyrics
[intro]
hey guys, you can do anything you want to me for fifty bucks
(hey, let’s make love)
hey guys, you can do anything you want to me for fifty bucks (let’s make love, let’s make love)
(hey, let’s make love)
[chorus: black kray]
wavy like i came from africa, wavy like i came from africa
g+g+g+ghetto witch
young wavy ass trick, f+ckin’ wit’ this ghetto witch
g+g+g+ghetto witch
wavy like i came from africa, wavy like i came from africa
g+g+g+ghetto witch
young wavy ass trick, f+ckin’ wit’ this ghetto witch
g+g+g+ghetto witch
[verse 1: black kray]
catch me at the corner store (word)
blunt ashes on my lips wit’ a herrinbone (st++z)
wavy like i came from africa
h+lla jewelry on my neck
pull up on a polar bear
walkin’ like a [?]
feelin’ like an elephant
like kreayshawn, i’m so elegant
[?] on that n+gga hip
finna hit a f+ckin’ l!ck
st++zy b+tches do it on the lsd, she takin’ pics
tryna roll a n+gga trees
wavy like the seventies
b+tches ugly, pullin’ up
two gold slugs up in my mouth
1994 crack
hydrocodones in her ass
vintage fabric on my back
sippin’ on that brisk tea
no diamonds, ain’t icy
[?]
i be rockin’ llama fur
you n+ggas on that b+tch wave
i be up on that trill wave
and i came wit’ trill wave
sniff pills, cocaine
hangin’ out the roof, st++zin’ on a sunday
my bracelet like a sunday
swervin’ in a hyundai
[chorus: black kray]
wavy like i came from africa
ghetto witch, wavy, wavy, africa
wavy like i came from africa
ghetto witch, wavy, ghetto witch, wavy ,ghetto witch, africa
wavy like i came from africa
ghetto witch, wavy, ghetto witch, wavy ,ghetto witch, africa
wavy like i came from africa
ghetto witch, wavy, ghetto witch, wavy ,ghetto witch, africa
[verse 2: chris travis]
trillwave shawty, b+tch, we wavy like africa
smokin’ on this afghan, got it from africa
st++z on this sh+t and we takin’ yo b+tch
wavy n+gga shawty, all your ho’s is goin’
comin’ in this b+tch, dirty vans lookin’ dirty
but i’m lookin’ clean and the b+tches actin’ flirty
wavy ass n+ggas, man, the b+tches go surfin’
put her on the pill, then the b+tch start twerkin’
skateboard n+ggas and you know that’s for life, b+tch
pull up at the rave and i bag me a white b+tch
ridin’ ’round the city wit’ no f+ckin’ license
hit the corner store for a swisher and an icee
is the b+tch rollin’? well, she might be
put her on the liquor and we call that a night, g
smashin’ on ya ho, but she might be ya wifey
b+tch live in cali, then i tell the b+tch skype me
[outro: chris travis]
n+ggas h+lla wavy
pull up in an old+school ’93 mercedes
b+tches love me ’cause i’m a ’90s baby
(let’s make love, let’s make love)
n+ggas h+lla wavy (hey, hey, hey)
pull up in an old+school ’93 mercedes
b+tches love me ’cause i’m a ’90s baby
(let’s make love, let’s make love)
b+tch, we h+lla wavy (hey), b+tch
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