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Ouu, WAP Hah, Hey, huh How the hell you rich and put ur mans on (like how?) How the hell she thinking put them pants on (like how?) Ive been blowin to the money like the phenom And i know my past ain pretty but im handsome I got forty bitches in the mansion (i got forty bitches) My bitch keep on calling i dont answer (i dont answer) Ay, i gotta keep the strap, can't take no chances (grr, paw, paw) So don't make this pistol have a temper tantrum (grr, paw, paw) OOOUUU I take a sit, i grab my key and bust a move I gotta think before i do, got a lot to lose Told the plug "im on my way" i see you soon He said the feds just did a sweep just like a broom Man these hoеs ain't really loyal they like to choosе (they like to choose) Dont know if i liked her or i lust her im confused (man im confused) We makin love, but i dont love you, dont assume (ay dont assume) But ive been singing to that pussy, autotune Then im right back to the trap shit (huh huh) 18 hunnid for a plate, give me that shit Tryna rob me sending shot, dont try that shit Right behind me its some shooters in the pack shit Slide, turn a whole club into a fucking homicide I dont got a heart, cause i got too much on my mind So imma keep it G, shawty dont wanna waste your time Good food, good sex, only thing i could provide Send em to the crossroads, if you cross the line And if you cross the line pussy niggas pay the fine Yessirski, no mad but i'm going [?] Lil John bad as shit baby you need your ass whipped So heard about past shit But forget the past I'm passed it I am at the bros, plenty hoes off Hennesy I'm pass slip Dirty minutes past six, bro, right here this be a bad bitch Slim John and she pretty but this one ass thick Pop out with drac' and [?] drac' And [?] got bamboo sticks Too many sticks, we ain't playing hockey I be the [?] on top I am the [?] on top She tryna top me uh Where is the lean? she got the keys tell 'em to bring 'em to papi uh What's in my hip? I [?] with keys like open [?] me uh I need to check assess me I need to check assess me (WAP, WAP, WAP) All of my hoes are inside of the spot and one my shorty be texting me This [?] right next to me know what's the deal and she see who texting me WAP, WAP, WAP (I'm sturdy) What's in the 9? thirty (thirty) What's in the 9? thirty I'm outside by 9:30 (Let's get it) Bullets be fresh of the [?] Yeah, I'm the take it, and you know that shit can get wicked Niggas are talk all crazy behind you [?] and you see Imma [?] it I got the glizzy and blicky Eat this [?] kitchen Yeah i'm out of my mind got a lot on my mind and I'm minding business You know Imma get to the chicken period That's why I was put on position You decided to chase a bitch, you made a pussy decision You know this hoes ain't loyal Some of this bros ain't loyal And if a opp ever try to move up steam his ass boil VVS's on my teeth this ain't aluminum foil Even if I [?] you, I still won't DO you Man, [?] change you waste my time rollie I ignore you I grab to cook it, and may spin on his block like a fidget You'll think you the man inside of my bag, and shawty same size with the midget Aye [?] you trippin', you better just play your position No I don't play for the Pistons, and no I don't see competition Like poker I bringing the chips in, Frito's, Lay's whatever I can dip in Put one on their head then add one more then you are not putting the clip in They call me WAP, she got the WAP so you know I put my dick in (WAP WAP WAP)
Writer(s): William Coleman, Katorah Marrero, Andre Mcneil Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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