| Yeah, yeah
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| Hey, yeah
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| When a nigga break the back, bad hoes break they neck
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| When a nigga break the back, bad hoes break they neck
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| Wanna fuck right now, later on more sex
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| Wanna fuck right now, later on more sex
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| Found the party, was a cemetery
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| Now I’m outtie off this Hennessey
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| Man got better, take this me
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| Yeah, it’ll probably be the death of me
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| Man got pissed and drew full weaponry
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| Mad his missus wants to check on me
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| Probably wouldn’t think much less of me
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| If I said I wouldn’t touch her like it’s leprosy
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| Now we’re rolling to the spot, yeah
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| Tell the bouncer need to let me be
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| You know my dogs got the pedigree
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| Hope he got a dodgy memory
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| Bad piff in the periphery
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| Where I’m spending mine, that’s a mystery
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| If she got a whip and the crib is clean
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| Man’s down to that Listerine
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| Way off the wack, trying to create, my mind’s just waved
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| Tear up, geeked up, man’s just blazed
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| Stood a couple girls up, still got laid, still got brain
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| I ain’t trying to play but I still got game
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| It’s not about the money, but I still got paid
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| They say I move different, I still not, will not change
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| When a nigga break the back, bad hoes break they neck
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| When a nigga break the back, bad hoes break they neck
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| Wanna fuck right now, later on more sex
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| Wanna fuck right now, later on more sex
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| New tits, blacked out
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| In the Escalade feeling cracked out
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| You on an escapade, trying to escalate
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| There’s the escalator, head back down
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| I’m in the background, trying to packs out
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| You a gas spreader, trying to act out
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| It’s a fact that most rappers ain’t satisfied
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| They got hunger pains, and they mad loud
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| You slack, I’m stood on all three
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| Trying to put a wax out, having no pee
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| I was in the gem shop, adult CDs
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| While you was on crack looking OPP (Oh please)
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| Ain’t nobody getting where I be
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| Tell 'em that I said it and I did it for a fee
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| I’mma keep going 'til I’m living on the beach
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| Clean big fat zoot in my bolt like Cheech
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| (Bring it out)
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| Way off the wack, trying to create, my mind’s just waved
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| Tear up, geeked up, man’s just blazed
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| Stood a couple girls up, still got laid, still got brain
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| I ain’t trying to play but I still got game
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| It’s not about the money, but I still got paid
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| They say I move different, I still not, will not change
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| (Wow)
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| I don’t even know the date, yo
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| I didn’t know it was a date (I didn’t)
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| Cause I don’t even know your name (What is it)
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| I’d a worn a condom when I came (Shit)
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| I’m on cordon doses every day (I)
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| I was probably dozing off the K (Yeah)
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| I got the O’s, I got the weight (Ay)
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| I got the O’s, you had to wait (Yeah, yeah)
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| I got my on tandem, hakuna matata
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| I thought you were grubbing the flake
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| You still trap out mi casa, but fuck on the passa
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| My car gasket, getting baked (Yeah)
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| She knows I get but when I get it back
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| She shots it but never complains (Whoo, whoo)
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| That’s relationship goals, but she ain’t even wifey
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| I hit it whenever I’m waved
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| Yeah, wave
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| Wave, trying to create, but man’s just waved
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| Tear up, geeked up, man’s just blazed
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| Stood a couple girls up, still got laid, still got brain
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| I ain’t trying to play but I still got game
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| It’s not about the money, but I still got paid
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| They say I move different, I still not, will not change |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Waved, artist - Flux Pavilion. Album song 2 2 Karma, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп