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(It's very peculiar) I'm the wave, I'm in my prime, I feel like Ocean Prime When the chauffeur pullin' up he open the door like "ahh" Pu-pu-pull up super trim, I put high beams on the highway My bitch bad without no makeup, walk the hood like it's a broadway If she fine, then we can dine, but I can't make her mine Super slime, slime my slatt, my Rollie tell my time Bitch I'm really him, I make the black truck bring me out Bulletproof on the suburban, when I'm murvin', I be out Throw some D's up on that bitch, I feel like Richboy skrrtin' out Baby momma drama, sad to say that it ain't workin' out (Uhhhh) I'm the wave I'm in my prime, I feel like Ocean Prime Pull up black truck tinted, back to back we came in line Took a bad bitch on a date just 'cause I thought she fine For my birthday ion' want cake, I want a pint of pai I get geek- geeked up, I crack the four, mix wok with tris I check the G6 off my list, I beat the Rock like I was Smith Got the tables turnin' 'round, now nigga tryna come around I'm busy thuggin' with my rounds, no you ain't gang, ain't gettin' down (Uhhhh) What's understood don't gotta explain, bro flip the switch and make it rain I send a blitz and kill a lame, I fucked a bitch she don't know my name (I'm really him) I put 24K in my mouth shit gold In these streets I'm A to B, my shit on Honor Roll Letras de cancionesI'm the wave, I'm in my prime, I feel like Ocean Prime Rollie plain Jane, but diamonds make it shine Lil bitch don't got BBL, but that shit make her fine Took a trip to LA, and I came back with a line I'on got shooters I got brothers and they'll spin bins for me And they'll spin bins for free, can't let no oppas get to me Bring the whole hood out the trench, we eatin' steaks and poppin' bubbly Poppin' Perks and drinkin' lovely, gettin' geeked up like I'm Lucki Super trim, I'm super him, like, "Honey where my super suit?" Two deep in the coupe, we drop the top and let that Hula Hoop Let that whoopty-whoopty blaze, these bitches see me then they glaze I'm 'bout be turnt goin through the phase, I'm one foot in, other on pave I'm the wave I'm in my prime, I feel like Ocean Prime Pull up black truck tinted, back to back we came in line Took a bad bitch on a date just 'cause I thought she fine For my birthday ion' want cake, I want a pint of pai I get geek- geeked up, I crack the four, mix wok with tris I check the G6 off my list, I beat the Rock like I was Smith Got the tables turnin' 'round, now nigga tryna come around I'm busy thuggin' with my rounds, no you ain't gang, ain't gettin' down (Uhhhh) From Letras Mania