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wc – walkin in my taylors lyrics

i’m banged out like the tongue on my chucks
wes,wes,wes,west, ya’ll
yeah hit em again hey
now dub c show em what tiiiime it is

it ain’t hard to figure it out
dub c yall whats all the bickerin about
lench mob n-gga
throw rocks duck and dis us
n-ggas say f-ck us but ain’t f-ckin with us

yall don’t wanna see me like medusa
we get moola
can’t barricade the barracuda
take my legs from me look around and i’ll be still there
like michael(?) countin money in my wheel chair

all day every day roll it up celebrate
how you n-ggas ever figure me and pimpin separate
im trifle psyco loaded like a rifle
n-gga i could do this in my sleep with my eyes closed

you rockin with a “g” on the west
i know a n-gga this grown shouldn’t be so fresh
but i do this for my true fans who made me
so if you ain’t a fan i could give a f-ck if you play me cause i’m

hood famous
gettin’ paper
it won’t change up
walkin in my taylors

f-ck haters
im getting paper
throwin my dub up
walkin in my taylors

hood n-gga forever
put a dub in the game
still surviving the weather
cause i done seen it all

that’s why f-ck with a chosen few
and keep my back up against the wall

cause yall n-ggas might (?) for the chippas
actin like you got a p-ssy up unda that zippa
but me to the script im stickin when i walk
goin keep keeping it raw
cut from a different cloth
made money lost money
got it back touch plaques
crip walk had the whole world on my n-ts-ck

lead spitter bread winner red getter ran through a lotta figures
holla at a lot a n-ggas
stayed true neva sold out kept it tight yall
now im here which motherf-ckers gonna write me off
n0body feelin em i guess so
catch you n-ggas in the line at my next show
cause im

(chorus)
cadillac tinted
been in it for a minute
mother f-ck a gimmick
it’s the west side defended
while you other n-ggas mimick
i really live it to push it to the limit

fly like a g5
a cali n-gga with the ny to the side of my head like ely
in my slingshot o levis
rollin on sunset with dope in my car like t.i
itchin to put you in a box like a mortician
wit the (?) george clinton
f-ck a love song slugs is thrown
and i been with it since poppin with the white gloves on
walkin in the function
pickin up the henn
lookin for something to take home and stick something in
dub sizzlean pumpin in your hole like gasoline
if you lookin for it i got what you need cause i’m

(chorus)

- wc lyrics

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