Babyface Ray - Wavy Crete (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Babyface Ray - Wavy Crete (en) Lyrics
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Yeah, don't stop, still goin'
Pour my cup, still flowin' (Uh, yeah)
It's us (Yeah)
Don't stop, still goin' (This shit
ain't [?], nigga, you know?)
She still waitin', she need to stop
It's us
Two C's, two cups in a old school
with a new slut (For real)
Barry Bonds juiced up, right
left wrist (Damn) that's a
new truck (Right wrist)
Bad bitches, rich niggas, crew
love, she don't know who
to fuck (She don't know)
Louis Timbs, booted up, get her
some, now she wanna shoot me
up (Now she wanna, damn)
Yeah, flip words, flip cane, roof
flippin', ridin' down Biscayne
Turnt but ain't shit change big pistol
make a nigga limp strange
Man, you know this shit crazy,
niggas get some money
and 'em get lame (Yeah)
Get money, fuck fame (Damn),
I got more than niggas
with a big name (Okay)
Niggas call me Big Bro, keep
the bitch from 'round me
or she gettin' crushed
Grown man, nigga, hush, plain
jane cost more than yo' bust
New Benz, old Benz, same friends,
new grin on my mouth
Big crib, same addy, push
up on me, shoot a nigga'
right dead in his mouth
Big steppa, who me? I ain't
tryna be nobody top three
Good hoes gone wild, off top, this
shit ain't nothin' to me (Okay)
Caddy V, supercharged, hit the pedal,
shit hits like El DeBarge
Late night, high roller, six figures
posted up at the Mirage
Geekin' with a superstar,
trust fund baby, just wanna
suck the ball (Okay)
Ten chains, in the hood burnin' rubber,
know a nigga lookin' like a God
Y'all be droppin' tape after tape
after tape, time to go get a job
Know this shit make these niggas
sick, Lil' Miles will never
stop (Yeah, yeah-yeah)
Most of my niggas deal or rob,
dead Pres' make a nigga
feel alive (That's a fact)
Niggas back to back in traffic, me,
Doggy ridin' like Ricky Bobby
How you slime get slimed? Fuck
nigga, come and get in with
the mob (What's the issue?)
In the coupe talkin' to a God, truth
be told, that's only the nigga
ridin' (Ruff, ruff, ruff)
Fill the section up with vibes,
when I leave, I told 'em
get in single line (Yeah)
V6 goin' loud, had to pour a cup of
lean to bring me down (Pop it)
These boys live a lie, get it in while
these niggas gettin' by (Yeah)
Fuck niggas talkin' foul, make a call,
we can put 'em in the sky (Yeah)
Numbness in my hand, geekin' on
ten, shit to the moon (Yeah)
Hittin' this bitch and her friend,
I don't get sprung, I
don't jump brooms (Alright)
Feel like Obama 'nem 'cause, yes,
we can get niggas boomed
Look like Osama 'nem, my hoe get bored,
she can't leave the room (What?)
Fuck that, nigga don't pop
it like him, I move like Kim,
this bitch gon' ooze
Bitch wanna play with jewels,
big old Cuban sit on
her boobs (That's right)
Move around with a short fuse, niggas
be pussy, make 'em pay dues
Fuck all that sack on juice, I like shit
sealed, I don't do loose (Nah)
And I don't drink no wine, my bitch
do crimes, I'm moving like slime
Hoe said I said I love her,
I must have been lyin', that
bitch ain't mine (Yeah)
Diamonds all over my arms, just me
and Face, that's really my kind
These niggas ain't my kin,
Yeezy shit, I'm a don
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