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yungfrenchfry - willy wonka lyrics

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[intro]
aye uh, who up w+llyin’ they wonka right now?
oh wait+ i got this, who up wonkin’ they w+lly?
is that what it is? i don’t f+cking know what the f+ck this sh+t is n+gga
f+ck it at this point, i don’t give a f+ck

[chorus]
okay like lean with it, rock with it, b+tch get to poppin’ it
i think yo b+tch want a piece of my chocolate
doing drivebys with a beam and a glock in it
he think he me, but that n+gga the opposite
been ballin’ i tore my achilles. (aye)
her clothes are half off like it’s tillys (aye)
and she want the pickle, no dilly. (aye)
and she ’bout to wonk on my w+lly (aye)

aye lean with it, rock with it, b+tch get to poppin’ it
i think yo b+tch want a piece of my chocolate
doing drivebys with a beam and a glock in it
he think he mе, but that n+gga the opposite

been ballin’ i tore my achillеs. (aye)
her clothes are half off like it’s tillys (aye)
and she want the pickle, no dilly. (aye)
and she ’bout to wonk on my w+lly (aye)

[verse]
aye, okay let’s shimmy
calling it a dime and not a penny
and i ain’t talking one, b+tch i’m talking ’bout many
i need me some biddies that eat it like denny’s
but b+tch you can keep her if she way too friendly (wait friendly?)
yeah if that b+tch way too friendly, i need me a b+tch that’s gon’ bust like a semi
i ain’t finna text you, i’m countin’ my zenny
and b+tch i ain’t stoppin’ until i got plenty. (okay)
these n+ggas don’t know who they f+ckin’ with
i ain’t finna stop ’til i’m f+ckin’ big
she told me she loved me, and after she f+ck me i told her that i wasn’t cuffin’ it
these n+ggas don’t know who they f+ckin’ with
i ain’t finna stop ’til i’m f+ckin’ big
and i don’t love you, i love money b+tch
i don’t got time for a hoe that don’t suck d+ck

[chorus]
okay like lean with it, rock with it, b+tch get to poppin’ it
i think yo b+tch want a piece of my chocolate
doing drivebys with a beam and a glock in it
he think he me, but that n+gga the opposite

been ballin’ i tore my achilles. (aye)
her clothes are half off like it’s tillys (aye)
and she want the pickle, no dilly. (aye)
and she ’bout to wonk on my w+lly (aye)

okay like lean with it, rock with it, b+tch get to poppin’ it
i think yo b+tch want a piece of my chocolate
doing drivebys with a beam and a glock in it
he think he me, but that n+gga the opposite

been ballin’ i tore my achilles. (aye)
her clothes are half off like it’s tillys (aye)
and she want the pickle, no dilly. (aye)
and she ’bout to wonk on my w+lly (aye)



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