wavehi - lebron lyrics
[intro]
i miss you, spleen
[chorus: wavehi]
she said, “how much money do you want?” i said, “a lot”
my sh+t slap, i should post up with chris rock
boy, your sh+t trash, you should go and get a job
got a muzzle with the flash, like i pulled up with the aug
and that b+tch’s lookin’ bad, so i pulled her out the block
brodie, why you gettin’ mad? all she wanna do is talk
if you hurt her sh+t before, brodie, i don’t think you run
if she actin’ like a— (ah), then i hope you live along
[verse 1: wavehi]
my heart is h+lla broken, so i put it in these songs
i don’t hope that she notice all these memories are gone
life feels so hopeless, but at least i got thesе songs
now i’m dunkin’ on these b+tches, makin’ monеy like lebron
[bridge: wavehi]
hold up, wait a second, let me put my sh+t on
i just wanna see yo’ face, i don’t care if that sh+t run
[verse 2: wavehi]
it’s a black parade, think i gotta carry on
it ain’t money that you make? then i gotta break her off
[verse 3: bedframe]
all your gang, leave ’em dead up on a log
yeah, i’ll tell you f+ckin’ bite, yeah, i’ll dry in a pond
yeah, i’m makin’ all this money, and a [?] sailor, ah
pop out with yo’ f+ckin’ gang, yeah, i’m livin’ off the rocks
i don’t know what i’m on, i don’t know what i’m on
yeah, tell me, b+tch, yeah, what you want
yeah, tell me, b+tch, yeah, what you want
yeah, pop out with the gang, and i cause a entourage
[bridge: bedframe]
yeah, i’m [?] to the benz, yeah, i’m comin’ through the ones
f+ck the haters, got that big mochi, know that i’m the one
[verse 4: bedframe]
i don’t even f+ckin’ fist, but i’m comin’ h+lla guns
i just [?], now i gotta run
pull up with my f+ckin’ void, you better run, you better die
i don’t wanna f+ckin’ dock sh+t, sayin’ to the sky
boy, you like a f+ckin’ game way you l!ckin’ golden eye
(way you l!ckin’ golden eye)
[chorus: wavehi]
she said, “how much money do you want?” i said, “a lot”
my sh+t slap, i should post up with chris rock
boy, your sh+t trash, you should go and get a job
got a muzzle with the flash, like i pulled up with the aug
and that b+tch’s lookin’ bad, so i pulled her out the block
brodie, why you gettin’ mad? all she wanna do is talk
if you hurt her sh+t before, brodie, i don’t think you run
if she actin’ like a— (ah), then i hope you live along
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