Songtexte Wavey - Ghetts , The HeavyTrackerz , J2K

Man got flows and I got dough
And I got women on the low, I'm wavy
Middle finger to you other niggas
I'm a ten figure nigga, tell them niggas I'm wavy
Man don't care like Ric Flair
I just did a, I'm wavy
I don't know about you, but I know myself
And I know that my ting's wavy
Mandem hate cause I get cake
And a nigga's never been fake, I'm good
You can ask around when you're in town
Or if you ever stop by my hood
They know that I'm the best, Double M a chef
Anytime I go into the booth, I cook
I just go full throttle
No, I ain't a champagne bottle so I've never been shook
I roll deep on these
I make grown men look like pickneys
No shift, I only wanna see 50s
I got the money man sound so I get big P's
And gyal around me, they wanna get frisky
They get tipsy and then I get a striptease
Make her wanna body something like a gypsy
Then make her come back around like a frisbee

Original pirate material
Black beard, rock your boat like Aaliyah, I'm wavy
Make man walk the plank
I pull rank, 360 on a can, I'm wavy
I don't need no ocean reflection
I already know I'm wavy
Otis Redding
Sitting on a dock at the bay with a girl that's wavy
Silver surfer nigga
It's me versus the mirror
I'm balls deep in this bitch, I'ma sperm up in her
I don't wanna write for a certain spitter
I got a line for anybody who jumps out of line
You're getting bodied, I jump out and ride with metal on me
You come out to fight, I'm ready for it
Blood out your side, your leg on floor, it's horrid
Horror stories in the forest
If horror's the cat, I go read and I'm on it
Promise you man are gonna see more bodies
Honest, I just brought three more shotties
Sound like the end of EastEnders
One line flow, suck your mum at the end of each sentence
Yeah, G's reckless

Woah
You know me, I'm old school, I ain't the OG
You little niggas, I'm wavy
Quarter mil, quarterly
Can't show me P, you little niggas, I'm wavy
Back with a bang, back with a bang
Slap up your man, rude girl, I'm wavy
You wanna know about wavy?
Let me show you a little something about wavy
Slap up your man, rude girl, don't act up
I back up the van then clap up your man
Hey rudeboy, shut up nuh man
Oi, shut up nuh man
Look, I wrote the handbooks
So miss me there with the bad looks, please
I will park your head in a MacBook screen
How ya mean, how ya mean, how ya mean?
I will lick off your whole head top clean
I'm back with it, I'm back with it
A massage parlor couldn't get me back in it
But the beat was banging so I banged it back, innit?
Bang bang, I bang banged it from the back, innit?
Bang, you're fucked now, I'm buck now
I'm letting off some shots now, better duck down, woah
Sweep through your city like I swat round flows
Flying through your ends with the top down though

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