Lyrics Wizard - Sniper Gang, Project Pooh

Wizard

Project Pooh
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
Bitch I’m a wizard
I can stir up a blizzard
I push out the Porsche
The motor go roar
Step out of my kitchen
If you ain’t no chemist
I beat up the bowl
I re-rock then boy
Put it in caps
Then run cross the map
I skippidy hop
Send the pack out the block
Bitch I’m a wizard
I can stir up a blizzard
I push out the Porsche
The motor go roar
Step out of my kitchen
If you ain’t no chemist
I beat up the bowl
I re-rock then boy
Put it in caps
Then run cross the map
I skippidy hop
Send the pack out the block
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
Let it spray, spray, spray, spray
I move like a dun
Don’t come out for fun
It’s war in the streets, so I took my wand
So much drugs on the streets
Off that good Beijing
Damn, damn
All for the love of money
Got me whippin' up gate
For the junkies, for the ladies
My kitchen be stink
Yea it’s potent like vinegar
I trap out my vehicle
For a special request
Yea it’s hot and ready
Keep my hot pocket steady
Nigga rat tat tat
Nigga you can’t ride with me, you ain’t got no gat
Bitch I’m a wizard
I can stir up a blizzard
I push out the Porsche
The motor go roar
Step out of my kitchen
If you ain’t no chemist
I beat up the bowl
I re-rock then boy
Put it in caps
Then run cross the map
I skippidy hop
Send the pack out the block
Bitch I’m a wizard
I can stir up a blizzard
I push out the Porsche
The motor go roar
Step out of my kitchen
If you ain’t no chemist
I beat up the bowl
I re-rock then boy
Put it in caps
Then run cross the map
I skippidy hop
Send the pack out the block
You niggas can’t copy my moves
King of re-rock
I’m writin' a book, livin' what I’m speakin' is true
When I walk in the booth, I become a magician
Pyrex, forks, got my blowtorch by the door
Brown sugar in the blender
Put that shit in the
Blue shirts, white shirts, I done went white collar
I ain’t never been a scholar
I ain’t never been a scholar
Got blue shirts, got white shirts
I done wrote a book on trap-a-holics
Now it’s just power
No Austin Power
I done wrote a book on trap-a-holics
Nigga I ain’t never go to college
Bitch I go Scottie
Might fuck on your daughter
Bitch I’m a wizard
I can stir up a blizzard
Bitch I’m a wizard
I can stir up a blizzard
I push out the Porsche
The motor go roar
Step out of my kitchen
If you ain’t no chemist
I beat up the bowl
I re-rock then boy
Put it in caps
Then run cross the map
I skippidy hop
Send the pack out the block
Bitch I’m a wizard
I can stir up a blizzard
I push out the Porsche
The motor go roar
Step out of my kitchen
If you ain’t no chemist
I beat up the bowl
I re-rock then boy
Put it in caps
Then run cross the map
I skippidy hop
Send the pack out the block