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Evan Emerson Wynn
Evan Emerson Wynn
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Naii
Naii
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Aye let me run it right back When I hop in that foreign Yo I'm boutta hit this track Shortie so bad I have to bag her like pack She coming from the city So she know how to act She got mixed emotions So she actin' all mad One min she chill Then the next min she sad I like it like that So I wife her real fast Aye lil' mama what's your name I'm tryin' get with you So switch up in my lane So don't fuck around And play no silly games Just come over here I'm really tryin' hang She know I'm from the city 508 And I'll rep that shit till I'm in my fuckin' grave Yeah it's woo shit over anything I rep that woo shit over everything I gotta couple shootas in the back They gotta fight for they life So they clutchin' on the Mac Keep a four five on my side Shortie wanna ride She in the woo city So she need herself a guide I just copped a bust down Shortie know I'm up now Fill a double cup Purple stuff got me knocked out I be headin' uptown You be going down Haters gonna hate But who they repping is a clown And that's facts All they gonna do is overreact I just count these bands Then I wrap them in stacks Throw that shit all in the MCM pack Aye lil' mama what's your name I'm tryin' get with you So switch up in my lane And I'll go and buy you just everything So don't fuck around Don't play no silly games She know I'm from the city 508 And I'll rep that shit till I'm in my fuckin' grave Yeah it's woo shit over everything I rep that woo shit over everything
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