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fUCC wRONG wITCHA!
Hip-Hop/Rap
fUCC wRONG wITCHA! adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Phantom Entertainment tarafından 10 Nisan 2025 tarihinde yayınlandıwELL gAHDAMN! - EP
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Çıkış Tarihi10 Nisan 2025
FirmaPhantom Entertainment
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM62

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Pi-pi-pi-
Pick up the bag, then pick up the cash, then pick up the gas like-
Pick up the bag, then picc up the cash, then pick up the gas like damn wow
Talkin bout "When?" Man, now
Hit 'em in the club like bam, pow
Boa, you needa act like you a man, proud
Boa, stop actin like a damn child
Fuck wrong whitcha
Da fuck wrong whitcha
Fuck wrong whitcha?
**** da fuck wrong whitcha
Fuck wrong whitcha
Da fuck wrong whitcha
Fuck wrong whitcha
**** da fuck wrong whitcha
Pickin up the gas and only sell it by the cash
Then distribute by the tax, but **** that a lotta math
I had my bitch do it, 'cause she do it kinda fast
And she know how long it last, she used ta do it in the past
I be steady peakin, only fuckin on the weekends
If a **** think I'm tweakin, you can have that ****, ask
Only time I'm tweakin, if the weed done got me geekin
Better watch on how you speakin, you be talkin out the ass
I ain't talkin R. Kelly but I got these bullets in rows that'll cap yo corn
**** no cap, but I do own a cap
Been a cap since the day I was born
I got it on right, and she got it all tight
She wanna fuck all night 'til the morn'
I ain't gon' lie, at times I'm an asshole
I don't really give a lotta fucks like porn
Fuck wrong whitcha
Da fuck wrong whitcha
Fuck wrong whitcha
**** da fuck wrong whitcha
Fuck wrong whitcha
Da fuck wrong whitcha
Fuck wrong whitcha
**** da fuck wrong whitcha
Fuck wrong whitcha
I don't fuck whitcha
Feign like a crackhead chasin this paper
You can get cut like a mufuccin taper
Leave you in shocc like a mufuckin taser
Neck's on glitter, wrist look better
Call up to girl when I need a babysitter
Beat that pussy up 'til the neighbors call PETA
Pen in paper, more bars then Rosetta
And I know I look bitter
I'll stand alone 'cause a **** don't sit up
I put the cross on the chrome for the get up
Crossing the X and the Os in the center
And I'm counting this paper 'til the days that I'm fed up
It's me and my dawg on the beat, we gon' tear up
Sippin straight liquor, who the fucc is tryna step up
You don't fuck with me ****, I don't fuck whitcha
Sürrëal
Aye
Fuck wrong whitcha
Da fuck wrong whitcha
Fucc wrong whitcha
**** da fuck wrong whitcha
Fuck wrong whitcha
Da fuck wrong whitcha
Fuck wrong whitcha
**** da fuck wrong whitcha
Written by: Cyril Angsomewine, Elijah Breaux
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