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southeast 3rd - wow lyrics

[chorus: southeast 3rd]
like wow
day 1’s actin’ like a b+tch like wow
too many b+tches on my d+ck like wow
b+tch ass foos wanna trip like wow
i’mma still hustle ‘til i’m rich like wow
day 1’s actin’ like a b+tch like wow
too many b+tches on my d+ck like wow
b+tch ass foos wanna trip like wow
i’mma still hustle ‘til i’m rich like wow

[verse 1: southeast 3rd]
tell me what it’s like, how you go n live a life
straight switchin’ on yo’ homies you a phony & a lie
like i’m goin’ outta order i should go n rearrange you
for a couple quarters looord money really changed you
the game so unfaithful, it’s pays to be famous
they hateful and wanna turn me into an angel
vs angels, bend at an angle
in new york city in some timbs & a kangol
my b+tch gotta wedding cake she ready for them vows
i’mma jump inside an uber there’s a cougar at the house
and she never chew me out, f+ck around and flew me out
round trip, i’m sucha trip i never trip on a meow

[chorus: southeast 3rd]
like wow
day 1’s actin’ like a b+tch like wow
too many b+tches on my d+ck like wow
b+tch ass foos wanna trip like wow
i’mma still hussle ‘til i’m rich like wow
day 1’s actin’ like a b+tch like wow
too many b+tches on my d+ck like wow
b+tch ass foos wanna trip like wow
i’mma still hussle ‘til i’m rich like wow
[verse 2: southeast 3rd]
b+tch ass foos on the block, they be fiendin’ for the rock, they be reachin’ for the prize
i see the hate and despise, won’t you come look in my eyes
you are deserted & fried, you are just like a mirage, deep in a puddle of lies
you ain’t put in no work, well known b+tch on yo’ turf, you get robbed for your smurfs
blueface bills we gon’ splurg, buy new wheels i got urge
take her purse and that fur, don’t be scurred and just purge, internet gangstas turned nerds
wow, i’mma still hussle ‘til i’m rich
r.i.p. hussle, i should scuffle with a snitch
financial illiterate, we are belittled with, spending a little bit, twiddle are interest
turn us to idiots, ripple effect, blow it away like a missile attempt, wow
i’mma still hussle like i’m broke, i’mma poor man’s dream
i’mma bucket with the spokes

[outro: southeast 3rd]
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- southeast 3rd lyrics

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