CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Wog It Up
Ay, big daddy motherf**ker (ay)
Big motherf**king LJ, motherf**king wog rappers (ay)
What the f**k, wog, wog (ay, ay)
Tuna
F**king, lil lamb up, dog
Motherf**kers see
I eat a** like it's tuna
Eat it out the can
I don?t even have to spoon her
I might hit you with my d**k
Cause no, I ain't no shoota
All these girls don't wanna f**k
Cause I ain?t no disputer
Yeah, that's it
I'm stacking bricks
I keep it slick, I ain't rich
I saved my sh*t
It's all for this
I don't got no honey but at least I'm stacking money
I ain't bright all, but my friends just think I?m funny
All about that dank
Yeah, you know my vision foggy
I just wet my pants so you know my money?s soggy, yeah
Big drip, little drip, drip on my sight
If I count my problems we gon' be here all night, yeah
I wanna lose my Vs but you know I?ll get a fright
If someone sees my chode, yeah, I'll hit them with a right
With a left, with a right
I got right on my sight
Guess I'll hit him right
Yeah, my diamonds they shine bright, yeah
I'll put up a fight even though my skin is light, yeah
I sneak through the night so you know we keep it tight, yeah
I?m high as a kite, yeah
Take your b*t*h, I might, yeah
Ooh, that pu**y tight, yeah
But I don't want no child, yeah
So I get on a flight, yeah
To a foreign island
No, I am not lying
I don't have to try this
I be on some rhyme sh*t
All my money piling
Yeah, you know I'm in my zone (yeah)
Please don't hit my phone (ay)
I got women and no hoes (ay)
But I keep it on patrol (ay)
Lickity split
Lickity lick-a my popsicle stick (mm)
I gotta sh*t
Write on my foes and I'm crushing a lift
I eat a can at the op shop
I keep it strapped like a crop top
I can't afford a new drop top
I gotta get me a stopwatch
Getting all this f**king cash, yeah
In my bag, you know we stash, yeah
F**k that b*t*h in the a**, yeah
Then I do the f**king dash (skrt)
I can never come last, yeah
You will never catch me lacking
Money coming in fast, yeah
Feel like I'm the f**king Flash, yeah
Big motherf**king LJ, motherf**king wog rappers (ay)
What the f**k, wog, wog (ay, ay)
Tuna
F**king, lil lamb up, dog
Motherf**kers see
I eat a** like it's tuna
Eat it out the can
I don?t even have to spoon her
I might hit you with my d**k
Cause no, I ain't no shoota
All these girls don't wanna f**k
Cause I ain?t no disputer
Yeah, that's it
I'm stacking bricks
I keep it slick, I ain't rich
I saved my sh*t
It's all for this
I don't got no honey but at least I'm stacking money
I ain't bright all, but my friends just think I?m funny
All about that dank
Yeah, you know my vision foggy
I just wet my pants so you know my money?s soggy, yeah
Big drip, little drip, drip on my sight
If I count my problems we gon' be here all night, yeah
I wanna lose my Vs but you know I?ll get a fright
If someone sees my chode, yeah, I'll hit them with a right
With a left, with a right
I got right on my sight
Guess I'll hit him right
Yeah, my diamonds they shine bright, yeah
I'll put up a fight even though my skin is light, yeah
I sneak through the night so you know we keep it tight, yeah
I?m high as a kite, yeah
Take your b*t*h, I might, yeah
Ooh, that pu**y tight, yeah
But I don't want no child, yeah
So I get on a flight, yeah
To a foreign island
No, I am not lying
I don't have to try this
I be on some rhyme sh*t
All my money piling
Yeah, you know I'm in my zone (yeah)
Please don't hit my phone (ay)
I got women and no hoes (ay)
But I keep it on patrol (ay)
Lickity split
Lickity lick-a my popsicle stick (mm)
I gotta sh*t
Write on my foes and I'm crushing a lift
I eat a can at the op shop
I keep it strapped like a crop top
I can't afford a new drop top
I gotta get me a stopwatch
Getting all this f**king cash, yeah
In my bag, you know we stash, yeah
F**k that b*t*h in the a**, yeah
Then I do the f**king dash (skrt)
I can never come last, yeah
You will never catch me lacking
Money coming in fast, yeah
Feel like I'm the f**king Flash, yeah
