| Yeah, yeah
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| Uh, right
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| Shout out to all the bad bitches with the wagons on ‘em (you, and you, and you)
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| Shout out to all the bad bitches with the wagons on ‘em (you, and you, and you)
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| Lookin' very very, very very very nice
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| Lookin' very very, very very very nice
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| Lookin' very very, very very very nice
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| She’s a maxi dress killa
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| Shout out to all the bad bitches with the wagons on ‘em
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| I ride your back I be the captain on this trip
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| Work of art on a Mona Lisa tip
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| I bust yo ass and send you home, your man’s a simp (niggas a weirdo)
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| Ain’t nothin' illa than fuckin' in the villa, maxi dress killa
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| Word to mother I love it when you wear bright colors
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| The main reason that I like summer
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| Sip on patreezy get right from it
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| Style on all the hoes that might front it
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| Now your stock’s up type wanted
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| Boost your attributes if you’re type ugly
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| Low on the web, Instagram followers light hundreds (like 430)
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| Mi amor, whether you short or tall, slim or you butterball, natural or you bald
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| Light skin, dark skin, all of y’all
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| Smart or the dumbest broads, I swear that I love ‘em all
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| Shout out to all the bad bitches with the wagons on ‘em (you, and you, and you)
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| Shout out to all the bad bitches with the wagons on ‘em (you, and you, and you)
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| Lookin' very very, very very very nice
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| Lookin' very very, very very very nice
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| Lookin' very very, very very very nice
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| She’s a maxi dress killa
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| Yo, shout out to all the bad bitches with the wagons on ‘em
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| Like to hit it from the back with the Magnum on me
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| Grip, just in case she try to let a nigga slip
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| Uh, never trust a bitch
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| You can try your luck, I’m gettin' fired up
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| Mami talking to me crazy like she fuckin' wired up
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| So I took it out my pants and her hands went right on up
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| Drop that shirt off where you standing, step right on up
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| Need ya give me what I need and
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| Get down on your knees and
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| Tell me «Lord Joey, you the one that I believe in»
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| If you move fast then I just might start squeezin'
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| Bust it in your mouth piece til you’re not breathing
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| But enough of that shit, let’s get where the cream is
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| Young and ready for action and baby girl’s a genius
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| So surrender the booty girl, it’s your last chance
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| That’s when she says, «your wish is my command» and I’m the man understand, yup
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| Shout out to all the bad bitches with the wagons on ‘em (you, and you, and you)
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| Shout out to all the bad bitches with the wagons on ‘em (you, and you, and you)
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| Lookin' very very, very very very nice
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| Lookin' very very, very very very nice
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| Lookin' very very, very very very nice
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| She’s a maxi dress killa |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Wagons , by - Smoke DZA. Song from the album George Kush da Button: Don't Pass Trump the Blunt, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп