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WISH FEAT. KIDDO MARV
Testo WISH FEAT. KIDDO MARV - Denzel Curry feat. Kiddo Marv
Testo della canzone WISH FEAT. KIDDO MARV (Denzel Curry feat. Kiddo Marv), tratta dall'album ZUU
He's heating up
Oh, damn!
Dreads to the top, gold in my mouth, woah there
Hoes by the flock, no, let me stop, woah there
And I keep a Glock, nah, it's a Glock .40
Hands on a knot, hands on your back, woah there
She gon' bust it open for a nigga in designer
That's gon' be the reason why she let you get behind her
You might be the nigga that's gon' probably wine and dine her
I'ma take her home only using one-liners
Pull up in an alligator truck excursion
Bad bitch on the side of me, half Persian
I don't gotta call, but I got call service
So many chains, make a (ooh!) feel nervous
Wait, I meant to say my chick from Nicaragua
Put her on the team 'cause we both making dollars
Hit her with the stroke, get her wet like aqua
If she was a bop, I would hit, then I drop her
Hang with the bros 'cause you know blood thicker
I miss my vro, so we pour more liquor
And you don't want smoke
You don't want no Swisher
'Cause you don't want war with a South Florida nigga
Miami-Dade on my motherfucking back
I'm Polo'd down to the socks, to the nutsack
It's RIP X and RIP Tree
I'ma do it for my dawg, this for all of my G's
Dreads to the top, gold in my mouth, woah there
Hoes by the flock, no, let me stop, woah there
And I keep a Glock, nah, it's a Glock .40
Hands on a knot, hands on your back, woah there
She gon' bust it open for a nigga in designer
That's gon' be the reason why she let you get behind her
You might be the nigga that's gon' probably wine and dine her
I'ma take her home only using one-liners
Car stuck, came a long way from being a manager
Glocks up with the sticks and the clips looking like banana-na
Never pay for pussy, these bitches ain't getting nothing
My name alone gon' make me press on your hoe like a button
In my city riding vert to Uzi, Lil Uzi Vert
Every week another funeral, only time we go to church
Running all these rappers down a check, they wanna splurge it
Step up in the scene, so fresh, so clean, like a detergent
Quick to cut a pussy nigga up just like a surgeon
I'ma need a Perky 'cause a young nigga be hurting
Sliding like a Taliban with a turban
Pull up all black in a suburban
'Cause he ain't die, so we gotta slide back my grill
Pay my young nigga to get you whacked for five figures
They gon' rip him, flip him, cut his ass up
Put him in a box, and ship him, yup
Dreads to the top, gold in my mouth, woah there
Hoes by the flock, no, let me stop, woah there
And I keep a Glock, nah, it's a Glock .40
Hands on a knot, hands on your back, woah there
She gon' bust it open for a nigga in designer
That's gon' be the reason why she let you get behind her
You might be the nigga that's gon' probably wine and dine her
I'ma take her home only using one-liners
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Mule, Ernest Brown Iii, Isaac Deboni, Denzel Curry, Marvin Beauville, Ryan Degrandy, Ulysses Kae Jr Williams
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