Flawless by Wavy Dem Lyrics
[Intro]
Yah, yah, aye
[Verse]
Aye, let's make some money, yah
Counting on a hundreds, yah
Rolling, rolling roll for fun and shit, shit is gummy, yah
That pink or that white she gone swallow tonight, it's gonna get funny, yah
Disturb a lil pussy, she's juicy, I see that she's act like a dummy, yah
Aye, I need to rolling and riding like Asian in middle of 20s, yah
Aye, that's my flow and that's my show we sippin' slow, and that's my minute
24s, that's how it goes, I get you close, so how you feel it, yah
You got a Gucci, got a guappa, got a matherfuckin' chopper, aye
Shoot me baby, but you even better when you call you're mama, aye
I'm throw you on the back so that's the epic final of a drama, aye
You ain't turn up for my squad, squad; you ain't got em, yah
Saw you way before and you was poppin' on a different money, yah
That's my wang, that's my gang, that's a Cloud Shop like insane
May I shoot some freaking names
Looks like you wanna go again
Yah, yeah, yeah, get you closer than my body, mane
Yah, yeah, yeah, just speaking facts, for those who's run it, mane
Yeah, blame you for what, for what
Nobody will blame you for that, for that
Nobody will blame you for that, for that
Nobody can judge you for that, yeah
4 cars all in black, yeah
I want it, I need it like that, yeah
I want you, I need you right back, yeah
How close you, I chose you like that, yah
Aye, sit, got, 4 stars and got fucking her back
Aye, sit, got down, and you can fuck with a keisha like that
Yeah, aye, tambourine shaking in time when I pop you in middle of flat
Yeah, aye, told you I supposed to be good now I got to be bad
[Outro]
Yeah, okay
Turn it got down, yah
Turn it got, aye, yah, aye
Turn it got down, turn it got down, yah
Yah, yah, aye
[Verse]
Aye, let's make some money, yah
Counting on a hundreds, yah
Rolling, rolling roll for fun and shit, shit is gummy, yah
That pink or that white she gone swallow tonight, it's gonna get funny, yah
Disturb a lil pussy, she's juicy, I see that she's act like a dummy, yah
Aye, I need to rolling and riding like Asian in middle of 20s, yah
Aye, that's my flow and that's my show we sippin' slow, and that's my minute
24s, that's how it goes, I get you close, so how you feel it, yah
You got a Gucci, got a guappa, got a matherfuckin' chopper, aye
Shoot me baby, but you even better when you call you're mama, aye
I'm throw you on the back so that's the epic final of a drama, aye
You ain't turn up for my squad, squad; you ain't got em, yah
Saw you way before and you was poppin' on a different money, yah
That's my wang, that's my gang, that's a Cloud Shop like insane
May I shoot some freaking names
Looks like you wanna go again
Yah, yeah, yeah, get you closer than my body, mane
Yah, yeah, yeah, just speaking facts, for those who's run it, mane
Yeah, blame you for what, for what
Nobody will blame you for that, for that
Nobody will blame you for that, for that
Nobody can judge you for that, yeah
4 cars all in black, yeah
I want it, I need it like that, yeah
I want you, I need you right back, yeah
How close you, I chose you like that, yah
Aye, sit, got, 4 stars and got fucking her back
Aye, sit, got down, and you can fuck with a keisha like that
Yeah, aye, tambourine shaking in time when I pop you in middle of flat
Yeah, aye, told you I supposed to be good now I got to be bad
[Outro]
Yeah, okay
Turn it got down, yah
Turn it got, aye, yah, aye
Turn it got down, turn it got down, yah