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whywewishღ - double c's lyrics

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[intro: whywewish]
double c’s up on my feet little b+tch i step expensive
big body truck b+tch yeah it cost a pension
life is way too short to be so f+ckin’ apprehensive
big pendant on my tennis, got a boy real pensive

[hook: whywewish]
got a duplex on my neck, i ain’t mean to flex
big number in the bank, so i can’t ever stress
seeing clear, clear diamonds busted in my specs
my accountants jaw be droppin’ when i’m cashing cheques

[verse 1: whywewish]
all these racks on me, fat pockets, skinny jeans
f+ck a wedding ring, i got my b+tch some diamond t++th
b+tches lovin’ me, ima bang, could call me keef
she used to cut her wrists, now she got cuts up on her knees
i got h+lla green, its stinkin’ green, could call it shrek
she won’t take sh+t slow, i got my hand wrapped round her neck
big bl!cky, yeah you know i grip a tec
and i could f+ck any b+tch, go and ask my ex

[hook: whywewish]
got a duplex on my neck, i ain’t mean to flex
big number in the bank, so i can’t ever stress
seeing clear, clear diamonds busted in my specs
my accountants jaw be droppin’ when i’m cashing cheques
[verse 2: starinthesky]
i’m randall with that handle please don’t make me go pew pew
yes i am an animal they let me out the zoo zoo
i ain’t f+cked with rats and now my cheese is all bleu bleu
no more servin’ mid with eddie out the isuzu
no more drivin’ in the rodeo
i’m on rodeo drive
spending so much they think that my bags are
mary poppins size smokin’ like a chimney
sweepin’ up your hoe just for the night
she chokin’ on my d while i hit that sh+t from behind
the fn a weapon i keep for protection
i look at my rollie got time for the flexin’
get off your phone when you up in my section
the way that you stepping it needs some correction
keep all dat beef i got a fine selection
of steaks up on my plate
i’m smokin’ back woods, feeling that good
in your hoe stomach make her back break, ah

[hook: whywewish]
got a duplex on my neck, i ain’t mean to flex
big number in the bank, so i can’t ever stress
seeing clear, clear diamonds busted in my specs
my accountants jaw be droppin’ when i’m cashing cheques



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