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yg – wobble lyrics

[intro: soulja boy tell ’em]
know what i’m sayin?
i just feel like, do what you posed to do, dog
right?
sod, soulja
tell ’em
get at these n-gg-s

[verse 1: yg]
damb, all that -ss
like a missed call, i’m tryna call that back
no waitress, but i might tip her
no t-pain, but i’m in love with a stripper
she get fried and crisp cut
after i stab her, she get st-tched up
walkin with a wobble, remind me of a model
gucci what she got on, i’m waisted off the bottle
then she 2d it up, so then i loosin up
drunk talk the goose, then i hit the blunt to boost it up
do that sh-t, girl, work that back
lookin kinda basic, you get ate like a midnight snack
i’m the one that likes them g strings
booty, -ss and thighs, i only believe in three things
she know i’m a baller, got bird banks
made it rain, and made it look like it’s her birthday

[chorus: yg]
she make it shake shake, and she make it jump jump
now she got me spendin, and i can’t stop stop
now get it, get it
i get it, i get it
booty so big, lookin like it wobble
booty so big, lookin like it wobble

[verse 2: soulja boy tell ’em]
baby girl say meet her in the trap, but i know that is a trap
so i let her suck my d-ck, with my pistol in my lap
shauty, i got a question, is you gon smash the clique?
she turned around, and bust it open like a bag of chips
i say “look, i’m soulja b, i came from rags to rich”
if i don’t know nothin, i know how to bag a b-tch
now p-ss the splif, and ignite the whip
i’m rich, what i look like fightin a b-tch?
sod, imma rep that for life, you b-tch
you can smell me for a mile, and you just scratch and sniff
these days, i ain’t gotta even ask to spit
wobble down to the ground, all nice and sh-t

- yg lyrics

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