Wavy Flow~~~~~

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Oh shit, why the flow so mean?
Your bitch heard of one so she got pipe dreams
Boy quite clean, got a bitch Eileen, and I'm frozen like ice cream
Said she on that Gravy Train, you can bet it's permanent
Now she on that Gravy Plane, hit her with the turbulence
 
Turbulence
Girly just thought I was down
But I'm just curvin' it
Merciless, call the ambulance
Booty analysis
Check on my wrist, diamonds so fabulous
Gold on my amulet
Hazardous, I'm flexin' extravagant
Diamonds so scandalous
 
I'm in the kitchen with Bisquick
I always stay with a thick chick
I took her out on a picnic
Told me that dick futuristic
Got my wrist glowin', boy I look like Ben 10
I got hoes in Shenzhen
Smack yo face like Chen Zhen
 
Money so fake like it won't even bend
Send me that yoga ass, give me some zen
Finessin' yo mom, I'm playin' her friend
I'm whippin' a Benz, baby on trend
Ayy, yo bitch be lookin' like a Barbie, you ain't even Ken
And my wrist looking starry, shine at night time like Big Ben (Baby)
 
Got a new bitch, Bohemian
Ain't a whip that you won't see me in
I got so much sauce, bitch my race is tortellinian
I been gettin' brazy, but that jazz got me calmer
Three strokes on your bitch, think I'm Arnold Palmer
 
And your mommy up and down on me just like a teeter-totter
Big ol' scar, it come right down my forehead, Harry Potter
Expelliarmus with the wrist
Expelliarmus on a bitch
Slowly came off with a flick of the wrist
Went straight to my bed, and she jugging a lick
 
Step on a hater like grip tape
New to my shit you a bit late
I got ya mama in ship-shape
Laying that pipe to my mixtape
Ooh, I take step in the building, I’m icy I’m chilling, I’m sick penicillin
Making a killing, I’m willing to give her the filling
Yo mom at the crib and I’m drillin'
 
Can't dig all the billing, my neck kinda chilling
This game I be killing, baby
Bank I be filling, stack to a million
Course I be winning with Stacy
My diamonds encrusted with rubies
Love me some boobies, piping your aunt to the movie
Heard that she moody, why is she choosy?
Cause I’m a snack and she ate me like Scooby
 
Jug, jug, jug
Finesse your parenthood
Jug, jug, jug, jug, jug
And I pull up on your mom and I give her them goods
Juggin' the same on your ex
Juggin' the way that I flex
Juggin' the way that I walk in the building, the first thing I do is get neck

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