Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wizard, artist - Sniper GangDate of issue: 24.12.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
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 |