Lyrics

It's the honkey tonk if you want the beef, it's never ramadan Got the plates like some raden noodles they be flooping on Mario threw bananas at me bitch, I'm Donkey kong Octagon is a mosh pit, that's were the war begun Everybody going ham on the top floor Break ya back two times You are sophomore Go dum ain't no reason you could stop for and get ya fuckin body Are you ready for the wonk wars Drop Came trought with my shades on but I lost em prolly from head banging Kinka drunk so I realize that I traded them for that candy bracelet Took A L but it's all love, I love the vibe but I can't replace it My face hurt like a jawbreaker, I'm chewing on that color changer Everybody going heavy in the paint You think you ready but I promise that you ain't Keep moving till your neck, need restraints Security get fuck up on my face Turn it up a lil louder dogg, there's headbangers inside the club Security wanna fuck around there's a few of you and there's a lot of us Why you always been talking tough, I got a good vibe when you walking up I had a shitty week and that's long enough Tonight I really wonk it up Fuck a bottle bring me 20 and a lot more My vibe don't kill it, this is not yours One night to have fun is what we fougth for Cut the bullshit and step inside the wonk wars Drop
Writer(s): David Garrett Nardolilli, Terrel Koivu, Joshua Carling Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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