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I been, I been chillin' I'm wicked, I'm wicked, I'm wicked I'm wicked, I'm wicked I'm wicked, I'm wicked, I'm wicked Wicked, I'm, wicked, I'm I'm wicked, I'm wicked (Arkay) Alright, alright, where's all the fun? I been chillin' for a minute, I miss makin' niggas run Alright, alright, what is there to do? Ooh, I know, pull up with a bitch, extend my arm and shoot Alright, okay, go-go, go Everybody gets got, it ain't no eenie minie moe Alright, okay, row-row your boat Turn they hood into a ocean and let's see if they can float Alright, okay, ski mask, AK Alright, okay, chase him, broad day Alright, okay, ski mask, AK Alright, okay, chase him, broad day All my niggas call me Wick and all my bitches call me daddy All my niggas droppin' shit and all my bitches droppin' panties Wanna die? Just drop a diss and in my DMs, leave your addy When I walk, I got a stick, lately been actin' like my granny A, B, C, D, E, F, me E'rybody know that I'm a motherfuckin' G H, I, J, K, L-M-N-O, shh E'ybody know that we got mo'fuckin' Ps, bang Catch a nigga loafin', stuff him in my SBs Need to name lil' .22 Disney 'cause he keep a XD Sorry, baby, I'm a dawg, bitches wanna pet me I'm off the leash and hard to tame, someone call the vet, please Bitch, I'm wicked, I'm a reaper, I'm a mo'fuckin' menace Get up close and use that toolie, I'm a motherfuckin' dentist I pull up and stretch shit, lil' Wick a motherfuckin' genius See me out with your bitch, mind your motherfuckin' business I wear BAPE, I wear VLONE, I wear this shit called Glock I spend money, I spend time, I spin this shit called block I drink water, I drink juice, don't drink this shit called Wock My blood cold, my heart cold, but I'm this shit called hot Alright, alright, where's all the fun? I been chillin' for a minute, I miss makin' niggas run Alright, alright, what is there to do? Ooh, I know, pull up with a bitch, extend my arm and shoot Alright, okay, go-go, go Everybody gets got, it ain't no eenie minie moe Alright, okay, row-row your boat Turn they hood into a ocean and let's see if they can float
Writer(s): Rick Laepple, Horace Walls Iii Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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