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lirik lagu wang gang - roids n cheeks

i don’t remember asking you a god d~mn thing

[hook]
we got them roids, she got them cheeks
we got them roids we got them roids she got them cheeks
we got them roids, she got them cheeks
we got them roids she’s got them cheeks she’s got them cheeks

[pre~verse]
on that beat imma freak, imma flea
off that test got me feeling like a g
roids n cheeks uh~huh, roids n cheeks
roids n cheeks uh~huh, roids n cheeks

[verse 1]
roids n cheeks got me feeling like math is bleak
my mind gone insane off this f~cking beat
i got a bad b~tch she show me her t~~ts
amazon’a finna spring a f~ckin’ leak
smoke so much crack they call me twеak
now they call me zach eff, i’m fresh till dеath
got too many b~tches, now they calling me hugh heff
i pull up on set, in my private jet

beat the p~ssy up, don’t even sweat
roids n cheeks your b~tch can l!ck my crack
ain’t no coming back, i’m dunking up in the p~ssy just like shaq
pulling the team all up on my back, always getting in that late night snack
pumping my numbers up, slide in your girl’s dms, “what’s up?”
two girls; one motherf~ckin’ cup

walk up in the trap like a f~cking boss
found me a b~tch fatter than rick ross
boutta pump her cheeks till they’re f~cking raw

dump it off for the squad, john stocked it, imma bob
i’m oj simpson duckin’ dodgin’ hoes, running from the cops inna beat up bronco
i’m all f~cked up on trambalone
all these motherf~ckers tryna take my throne
might drop out of school just to work at the dome
f~ck all these dudes tryna copy our flow, w~ng gang, w~ng gang we in this thang
this mothaf~ckin w~ng gang

[hook]
we got them roids, she got them cheeks
we got them roids she got them cheeks she got them cheeks
on this beat imma freak imma flea
on this test got me feelin’ like a g
roids n cheeks uh~huh, roids n cheeks uh~huh, roids n cheeks uh~huh, roids n cheeks, roids n cheeks, got me feeling like a g

you’ll shoot your eye out, kid!

[verse 2]
i always got that dressin’, i always be finessin’
takin’ d~ball yeah i’m testin’, yeah boy i’m testin’
chiddy~chiddy gang bang, pete w~ng gang, eating your girl’s cat like my last name is chang, she yelled “ralphie!” as she came
y’all can’t hang, wowie in the fast lane
[pre~verse 2]
yo. three young frosties? suck my three b~lls
lil youssef? suck my b~lls
tekashi 6ix 9ine? suck my b~lls
w~ng gang

[verse 3]
we got them roids, we got them cheeks
we move in silence, and stay discreet
and with the violence, except for neeks
like giannis, your girl’s a freak

’bout my bucks not from milwaukee, ice on frost but ain’t no hockey. throwin’ hands b~tch call me rocky, give no f~cks so please stop talking

pistol by my pistol, yeah from pitt, don’t get it twisted mister. shooting sh~t like liquor, hit your b~tch quick, l!ckin’ d~ck her
figure i’m a mister so i take her out to dinner
then it’s back to my place she got white lace then i’m in her
bracin’ for this wood, god d~mn, she’s yelling “timber!”
360 on that d~ck, looking like a fidget spinner

[outro]
we got them roids, she got them cheeks….

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