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zvc - w.t.m.w lyrics

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(brrt)

aye!

i’m lighting that wood on a payday (huh)
watch for your mans if i catch him it’s mayday (what!)
got the big bat it’s a melee (bat), see you on the freeway shooting sh-t both ways (brrt!)

p-ssy want war i’m like okay (ok!), i catch a case go beat it like o.j (o.j!)
i cover sh-t up like it’s olay (huh), we found out you rap it’s a wrap like chipotle (yeah)
yeah i’m all in the sauce and the molly

riding big body’s you know i do it often (huh)
i’m off that wood and i’ve fallen (hyeah)

but i keep the medicine you know i ain’t coughing (huh)(brrrrrt)
yeah you know shawty be caked up, talking bout dope but she dope with no makeup (nope)

taking your face when you wake up (yeah)(nope)(brrt)
brought the wood with me i still got to bake up (huh)

p-ssy i’m smoking no sober (yeah), don’t know no probation don’t f-ck with the popers
i’m moving with sh-lls you can find me all over

i take the pain take the pain till it’s over (i do, yeah)
i am the garcia roller (huh), i roll up a wood bring the light to it solar (i do!)

i live with the wood like an ogre
you can’t tell me sh-t got a face like poker

(huh!)
the popo is on me though asking no questions (brrt)

i’m toting that .38 that smithton wesson (brrt)
i really get groovy just give me a second (brrt)

these haters to goofy, i’m shooting like stephen (brrt)
choppa so big that i call that b-tch precious (huh), whenever i press it it will get depressing (huh)

i got that thing but i will not suppress it (huh), i get you so easy you will get to heaven (huh!)
try me at 6 you won’t make it to 7 (7) the cops they gone be on the case till 11 (11)

taking two hours to get the detectives (detectives)
but you know by then that i’m gone it’s a blessing (huh)

stacking that paper you know that i’m getting
shout out boy james yeah you know he’s a cretin (haha!)

body the k and get put into bedding, war with two k’s now i’m feeling like tekken
ayye

huh
the popo is on me though asking no questions

i’m toting that .38 that smithton weston
i really get groovy just give me a second

these haters too goofy, i’m shooting like stephen
stacking that paper you know that i’m getting

shout out boy james yeah you know he’s a cretin
body the k and get put into bedding, war with two k’s now i’m feeling like tekken
(ayy)

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