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2006 WAYNE
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Hip-Hop/Rap
2006 WAYNE was released on April 1, 2026 by Bermuda Records as a part of the album 2006 WAYNE - Single
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Release DateApril 1, 2026
LabelBermuda Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM84

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Leland Mercer Alexander
Leland Mercer Alexander
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Leland Mercer Alexander
Leland Mercer Alexander
Songwriter
Samuel Rosario
Samuel Rosario
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Samuel Rosario
Samuel Rosario
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Ooh, I feel like Wayne and 06 on this shit
But you know it's the Black Bruce Wayne, baby, come on, shit
I ain't gotta tell you twice
I'm the smoothest **** you know, no asterisks
When I get to playin, they wanna pass the sticks
Button mash and shit
Grew up in the projects, but I don't brag for shit
Caught with the strap once and y'all dragged the shit
It's smooth, baby
And I put that on my mummy, ****, what
When it comes to the game, you know it's wrapped, right
Saran with the Vaseline, yeah, it's that tight
Come from it, but move past it
In a smooth fashion
Eatin' good, don't need to ration and shit
Big Smooth, so generous and passionate
Did so good with the rock, now I'm passin' it
Killed the game, I can plead the filth
Learned the game, now I'm teachin' it
She said she wanna eat the rich
Why you think she over here
She ain't breathed the bit
It's Smooth, and I ain't tryna be rude
But the way you lookin' at me, baby
It's like you coppin' a tude, shit
While she all in my mix
Tryna get her fix
And you over there lookin' like a bitch
And I'm cooler than the AC
Pay me, runnin' the block like the Navy
We don't wanna bite your swag
Y'all got rabies, you couldn't pay me
And that's word
And that's her
And she wit us
And you mad, as fuck
And we cooler than the AC
Pay me, runnin' the block like the Navy
We don't wanna bite your swag
Y'all got rabies
And we don't wanna be like y'all
Y'all couldn't pay me
And that's word, man
We bought them verbs, man
And we ain't hurtin
(We ain't trippin off shit **** we gettin chicken)
And we cooler than the AC
Pay me, runnin' the block like the Navy
We don't wanna bite your swag
Y'all got rabies, you couldn't pay me
You couldn't pay me, ****
****, you couldn't pay me
Shit, it's big smooth
Rude with it, cool with it, smooth wit it
Yeah, you cute, but you ain't bigger than the program
No, ma'am, make they move they feet like toe jam
Ain't playin' in the snow unless I'm gettin ice too
Yeah, I'm high in the crib, right in this haiku
Everything that come out my hands, fire like Ryu
And you skatin' on thin ice, I'm not skatin' by you
Shiiit, uh
And every time I step out, ****, I'm fly too
You already know that
And she wetter than a monsoon, pontoon
Need a poncho in this motherfucker
It's gettin' wetter than a bitch, you know what I mean
Alright, I'm done, I'm done
I'm done, that's all I needed
Shit, but she always sleepin
She always sleepin' on the boy
Greasin' on the boy
Written by: Leland Mercer Alexander, Samuel Rosario
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