Letra de Wavy
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(Intro)
I’m wavy
Yup yup I’m wavy
(Verse)
Hello, how we doin? My niggarizz influence
My pictures move in units, please forgive me for my movements
My life is like a dream while I’m sleepin next to bad bitches
With cash finish from a fast business
If I could fight a season I would lyrically smack winners
A product of my summers cuz I shine different
My mind distance, defined by seeing grind instant
Divine wisdom, inclined to see my grand vintage
Wavy is as wavy does, major love
Shikeda hugs, Laperla underwear that make me fuck
Ditement here for who can Hemmy bottle poppin
Shout out my nigga JO, ayo we never stopping
Flow is liquid like drinkin a couple mystics
I’m pissing over the critics, I gave no fuck bout they feelings
I mean, divine intervention, grind with my team
Supplyin for my demand, from a plan devised from a scheme
My dreams while shorty was making out with her best friend
Jelly grabbed my hand and then told me we should be best friends
Steven Tyler moments from this music shit
Orgies like I’m a lunatic, golf bitches like Young Yeans
The guns blam but I’mma lean in lyrically
Surrounded by the goonies, no movies that do it literally
She killing me softly, coffee I’m coughing
Her buster’s probly divorcing, the game she know that is costly
(Hook x2)
I’m wavy, nig nig I’m wavy
I’m drowning in pussy, no one can save me
I’m wavy, nig nig I’m wavy
They pockets is heavy, that’s why they hate me
(Verse)
Uh I think she like me, I don’t want a wifey
I just wanna pipe her down, let er force it run a while
Fun with me, let’s have fun, celebrating 21
Flirting with success, open your mouth and let this money come
The best shooter that’s in the clique, I don’t even own a gun
Robutusin lean, while holdin heat I guess I palmed the sun
Further and beyond, it was written in the stars
That this kid from Menehem will be a king behind these bars
Controlling every cell block, a rap with any flow to match
Burn your house down til your image is all that’s left, collapse
But I’mma bring it back to moving units
The car that Stacy Dash, you know, clueless
My wave is like draft depicting killas
That reach appeal over status, a infamy causing havoc
If you ask me, my nigga there free
Bout to kill a whole gang with my flows beside his beat like
(Hook x2)
I’m wavy, nig nig I’m wavy
I’m drowning in pussy, no one can save me
I’m wavy, nig nig I’m wavy
They pockets is heavy, that’s why they hate me
They pockets is heavy, that’s why they hate me
I’m wavy
Yup yup I’m wavy
(Verse)
Hello, how we doin? My niggarizz influence
My pictures move in units, please forgive me for my movements
My life is like a dream while I’m sleepin next to bad bitches
With cash finish from a fast business
If I could fight a season I would lyrically smack winners
A product of my summers cuz I shine different
My mind distance, defined by seeing grind instant
Divine wisdom, inclined to see my grand vintage
Wavy is as wavy does, major love
Shikeda hugs, Laperla underwear that make me fuck
Ditement here for who can Hemmy bottle poppin
Shout out my nigga JO, ayo we never stopping
Flow is liquid like drinkin a couple mystics
I’m pissing over the critics, I gave no fuck bout they feelings
I mean, divine intervention, grind with my team
Supplyin for my demand, from a plan devised from a scheme
My dreams while shorty was making out with her best friend
Jelly grabbed my hand and then told me we should be best friends
Steven Tyler moments from this music shit
Orgies like I’m a lunatic, golf bitches like Young Yeans
The guns blam but I’mma lean in lyrically
Surrounded by the goonies, no movies that do it literally
She killing me softly, coffee I’m coughing
Her buster’s probly divorcing, the game she know that is costly
(Hook x2)
I’m wavy, nig nig I’m wavy
I’m drowning in pussy, no one can save me
I’m wavy, nig nig I’m wavy
They pockets is heavy, that’s why they hate me
(Verse)
Uh I think she like me, I don’t want a wifey
I just wanna pipe her down, let er force it run a while
Fun with me, let’s have fun, celebrating 21
Flirting with success, open your mouth and let this money come
The best shooter that’s in the clique, I don’t even own a gun
Robutusin lean, while holdin heat I guess I palmed the sun
Further and beyond, it was written in the stars
That this kid from Menehem will be a king behind these bars
Controlling every cell block, a rap with any flow to match
Burn your house down til your image is all that’s left, collapse
But I’mma bring it back to moving units
The car that Stacy Dash, you know, clueless
My wave is like draft depicting killas
That reach appeal over status, a infamy causing havoc
If you ask me, my nigga there free
Bout to kill a whole gang with my flows beside his beat like
(Hook x2)
I’m wavy, nig nig I’m wavy
I’m drowning in pussy, no one can save me
I’m wavy, nig nig I’m wavy
They pockets is heavy, that’s why they hate me
They pockets is heavy, that’s why they hate me
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