wassim the dream – threat lyrics
[part i]
[verse 1: w-ssim the dream]
moving h-lla fast on the road
trying to get to the bank, and deposit these o’s
you live every day just talk to these hoes
what a waste of a time
what a waste of a life
i’m the new einstein
when the sunsets into night time
she needed a little more than a bite size
that’s why hit a n-gga b-tch like five times
didn’t come back for the 6th time
cause i got sick
can’t stick with the same -ss b-tch
if i left you in the past don’t come back b-tch
you get blocked like a p-ss on my nfl sh-t
look at me in my eyes when you talking to me b-tch
don’t sneeze don’t flinch
don’t tweet no sh-t
unless i drop a new song, and i sent you my link
b-tch hop up on this d-ck and do your sh-t
till your hips start to give out and your legs start to twitch
like uh
welcome to h-ll
let me tour you through my mansion
got 12 bedrooms, and 6 showers
the water so hot, devours
your skin, t-shirt, and your trousers
i flue deep into the islands
just for oyster, shrimp, and scallops
and some fish i can’t pr-nounce ha
hang with us too long
i’ll have a white b-tch belly dancing
or a black chick with an accent
i like them all bad and bouji
she got lingerie for movies
shooting scenes in my jacuzzi
man this sh-t must get reviewed
here’s my card
i’ll call you soon
b-tch!
[part ii]
[verse 2: w-ssim the dream]
aye
f-ck your loyalty i’d rather have a hoe
yeah, i know
that suit nice but, i’d rather wear a robe (robe)
walking to my garage like it’s iny my nemo
i don’t flex with no cash just to show that i’m not broke nah
i don’t have to wear the sh-t that cost the most (why?)
steve jobs wore the same fit to all the shows (yeah)
i don’t need no bentley, fur coat, or some diamond chains (uh)
just like ye said, that sh-t will turn us to a slave nah
uh, but it’s all business
don’t get your feelings hurt
when sh-t starts to get in really vicious
it’s either you or me and it’s not me it’s gonna be you
how the f-ck you gone get shot when you the one that went to shoot?
god d-mn man that’s tough, (oh)
this is not the life for ya (no)
it’s a mafia
you don’t want no part of us
we do this sh-t in silence
i don’t need no one to cover us
i keep a certain image
just to use it as a cover-up
look
calamari by the beach
she in the mood for champagne
tell em, “bring it to the sheets”
you lying to your self
hoping that b-tch wouldn’t cheat
now you think she with friends
but she wild’n out with me
gah d-mn man that’s tough, (ah)
you got it ruff
i just checked the bank account
it’s growing fast but not enough
now we holding up these meetings
planning out our biggest stunt
and what happens past these doors
we gonna keep it sealed shut
don’t you bring it up (don’t you)
i will bring your down (down)
don’t you make sound (no)
man my patients is low
cause it’s run it out (running)
take a look around (look)
clouds is getting close
you hear then thunder now?
you can’t run us down
drew the image with no sketch
poke him with the barrel
so you know that man is dead
can’t be out in public
knowing that we got a threat
gotta neutralize the target
and whoever’s coming next
b-tch im back!
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