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NBA Youngboy - More Wheezy
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INTERPRÉTATION
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Chant
Wheezy
Wheezy
Programmation
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Kentrell Gaulden
Kentrell Gaulden
Paroles/Composition
Wesley Glass
Wesley Glass
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Wheezy
Wheezy
Production
Jason Goldberg
Jason Goldberg
Ingénierie de mixage

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(Wheezy outta here) These nigga lame than a motherfucker Free my thug, my nigga, Wheezy, more Wheezy What it is? Uh, uh, uh Got suit up for court, how you go about that? (Yeah) You can't straight these hoes, that one thing, just know that (know that, know that) Can't steal my style, I'm wild, got to post in the jungle just for my swag (just for my swag) Straight to my bank, I don't get it in cash Hit at your mans and I switch out my mag' (grr) Y'all niggas ain't catchin' up with me, all this talk (talk) Plan on ridin' my wave? We gon' load up with Ks (bap) And, my youngins tsunami the block (woo) Got a VVS stone on all of my kids Then somethin' just told me, "Stop" (yeah) Just say, "Top, don't stop" (uh-uh) I got them hundreds fallin' off the edge Grab on her wig, I'm pullin' off her edges (bitch, yeah) I went bought new image straight out the dentist I can't stop the reppin', keep the dead in my mentions We don't talk, detectives tryna hand us a sentence I got sonic jets to get me from the Magnolia Makin' sure they hear me clear all through your city (yeah) Play with her cat, she fuck up inside my Bentley (hold up, wow, wow) Play with that sack, got to run it through that, and I get it (wow, wow) We 'bout to come for the high, ten million We slimin', we grimin', we come up from robbin' And every lil' thing that I said, bitch, I meant (I meant) No understandin' with half my women She know I'm a boss, and I cut her right off (uh) Startin' shit at the house with half of my bitches, she trippin' (uh, uh) Got suit up for court, how you go about that? (Yeah) You can't straight these hoes, that one thing, just know that (know that, know that) Can't steal my style, I'm wild, got to post in the jungle just for my swag (just for my swag) Straight to my bank, I don't get it in cash Hit at your mans and I switch out my mag' (grr) Got suit up for court, how you go about that? (Yeah) You can't straight these hoes, that one thing, just know that (know that, know that) Can't steal my style, I'm wild, got to post in the jungle just for my swag (just for my swag) Straight to my bank, I don't get it in cash Hit at your mans and I switch out my mag' (grr) Cannot do no clonin' me, move to astonishment Since I'm holdin' the trenches, fuck it I got the economy movin' on side of me 'Cause they know that I got 'em and thuggin' I was breakin' and enterin', me and my cousin Now, I got the remedy, chemistry They thought that they knew I'd fumble (they thought) Put the bitch in the whole, do no clubbin' Burnin' off rubber in winter to summer Workin' on something, I'm winnin' this summer (skrrt, skrrt) See the print on my hip, that-that blick, play wit' Llama We kill you, what they gon' run say to your mama Can't tell 'em one thing, we might spray up your funeral I don't like to get even, I'm really a general Don't send me on beats, I'm not spittin' on nothin' Fuck with my niggas, Wheezy, more Wheezy (Wheezy outta here) Got suit up for court, how you go about that? (Go about that, yeah) You can't straight these hoes, that one thing, just know that (know that, know that) Can't steal my style, I'm wild, got to post in the jungle just for my swag Straight to my bank, I don't get it in cash Hit at your mans and I switch out my mag' (grr) Wheezy, more Wheezy
Writer(s): Wesley Tyler Glass, Kentrell Desean Gaulden Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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