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lirik lagu young wizzy rsa - wizzy son

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[intro: young wizzy rsa]
h~llo
wizzy son x2

[chorus: young wizzy rsa]
b~tch i came here before (before)
young n~gga pass me the phone (prrr)
don’t try to talk i’m on a phone (prr prr)
wake up papa before (before)
then take your mom to the show (water)
i do not f~ck with them hoes (nah)
wizzy sound lit and they froze (water)
wizzy son sh~t my religion (my religion)
don’t try to flex on the stove (it’s lit)
wizzy young sh~t generation (my youngins)
b~tch i’m standing on toes (toes)
them caught up in the cold and they froze (water)
they shouldn’t have flexed with the hose (water)
it’s summer but you catching cold (windy)
don’t blame it on me i was told (by wizzy)
i came to the city of gold shakin ’em shakin ’em frames got old (old)

[verse: young wizzy rsa]
i, i, i, i need need a city to lend me some drip, she sucking d~cks for a living
i need a country to give me some sauce dip in the sauce de sh~t is legit
the moolah the sh~t
flexing on me? you might take a hit
i move with the beat
i’m draggin it lit
i bring in the heat
stop the beat! (the beat)
sh~t!
red for danger, flex a ranger
i was born in mp and i found ’em creepin
by 2016 i started rappin
it’s 2019 and now i’m trappin
picture dappin, they found me trappin
stop hating
flexing wizzy, i drive you dizzy
i flex with lizzie, the flow is easy call kaleen you b~tches

[chorus: young wizzy rsa]
b~tch i came here before (before)
young n~gga pass me the phone (prrr)
don’t try to talk i’m on a phone (prr prr)
wake up papa before (before)
then take your mom to the show (water)
i do not f~ck with them hoes (nah)
wizzy sound lit and they froze (water)
wizzy son sh~t my religion (my religion)
don’t try to flex on the stove (it’s lit)
wizzy young sh~t generation (my youngins)
b~tch i’m standing on toes (toes)
them caught up in the cold and they froze (water)
they shouldn’t have flexed with the hose (water)
it’s summer but you catching cold (windy)
don’t blame it on me i was told (by wizzy)
i came to the city of gold shakin ’em shakin ’em frames got old (old)
[outro: young wizzy rsa]
young wizzy son
you have to make it to the ivyson tour, in an hour

©2020 young wizzy rsa


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