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wasabi guap - tokyo woods lyrics

[intro]
[real trap sh+t?]
this is a certified hood classic

[chorus: wasabi guap]
i’m tryna’ ball out in tokyo, i’m tryna’ sell out a show
i’m so ecstatic from head to toe they sleepin’ on me the don’t know
she got with my hands, she all in my [wavy?], we chillin’ way up on the cloud
they k!llin’ the vibe, they [?], they tryna’ grab onto my clout, yuh

[verse: $not]
ay, i can’t f+ck with hoes, i can’t sleep imma’
midnight patrol in the coupe drinking
[?], b+tch calling my f+cking phone, leave me the f+ck alone
see me in a white tee
diamonds on my wrist looking so icy
got a b+tch [?], yeah she spicy
i’m a [?] soldier, stand tall
with my [shoulders?], i bring the heat
when they get’s colder, sh+ttin’ on these n+ggas
i don’t need no [?]
n+ggas snakes but imma, f+cking cobra
see me in yo house posted on the f+cking sofa
wavy n+gga lookin’ [?]

i’m tryna’ ball out in tokyo, i’m tryna’ sell out a show
i’m so ecstatic from head to toe they sleepin’ on me the don’t know
she got with my hands, she all in my [wavy?], we chillin’ way up on the cloud
they k!llin’ the vibe, they [?], they tryna’ grab onto my clout, yuh

[outro]
this is a certified hood classic

- wasabi guap lyrics

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