Wanna Be (Remix) Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
She don't wanna be saved, don't Save her I ain't say that hoe, I Played her
These hoes be choosing whoever be Lit So I just fuck em and skate it
Hit from the back, pull her laces Spit in her ass, make her crazy
Blowing that pressure, I'm lazy Not On the net, I'mma get in they faces
My other lil bitch keep blowing my Shit And I ain't even give her the Dick
Hold up, you tripping, do too much Complaining You not even mine, You getting dismissed
Say that it's up I'mma send me a hit Put it on GOD my haters gon' blitz
Say that she loving my gangster Reflection And she wanna give me A kiss
Step in the hood with my shirt off Tatted, sexy , Plus I ain't hurting for Shit
That bitch over there got a ass like a Horse tell her bend it
Yeah, let me hit She twisting and Using two hands on the dick
When she grip, producing a lot of Spit Damn bitch, you the real thing
Got me feening like I need a fix Bitch, I'm pressure, I go extra
All in my section got multiple Weapons That lil boy got hit in his Head
They left him for dead, go get him a Stretcher I know a nigga that just Want beef
So bad, can't beef with him, he gon' Tell it I got a plug out of Florida, he Put it in order
Whenever it's time he gone mail it Can somebody tell Ra'Nyla
That I wanna toot her ass up Lick Her butt, pretty bitch, look at you
While I'm in your guts Is you nasty
Can I spit all in your mouth? You Spit in mine you know I'm nasty
Piss all in my face while I'm eating Your cake I got you dripping badly
Dick good it curve left Hit her spot, She shaking badly
I don't even keep in contact after That (vroom) I done vanished
I was built to go up against Any type of pressure, I never panic
Convicted felon two time went and Layed down, bitch, I never ratted
Super turnt, gon' check the jacket I'm the reason she was cheating on
Wassaname Nigga, I'm her real Daddy
I'm the reason she was cheating on Wassaname Nigga, I'm her real Daddy
Really a gangsta, I'm standing on Business Can't wait till they free, Wassaname
I'ma kill him, calling up Brazy he With me
Say that he crippin', leaving blood On his fitted
Pussy a lil' bitch, never stand on his Own He timid, the reason the nigga Be clicking
The reason they hate me they Bitches be picking
Of course I was punching his dick In her kidneys Of course I was Punching this dick in her kidneys
Of course I be all out of town with This glizzy I'm spinning
And I'll catch a hat in your city in Your city
Of course I be all out of town with This glizzy I'm spinning
And I'll catch a hat in your city
Of course I be all out of town with This glizzy I'm spinning and I'll Catch a hat in your city