CunninLynguists, Natti - W.C.G. lyrics
CunninLynguists [Deacon the Villain, Kno, Natti] Lexington, Kentucky, U.S. 🇺🇸
[CunninLynguists, Natti - W.C.G. lyrics]
She moved her chair up to the stage
Her Hasselblad was on her knees
Watch her eyes, she looks so happy
See her smile oh, I know it's not for me
Wheelchair groupie, oh, wheelchair groupie
She moved her chair up to the stage
Her Hasselblad was on her knees
She moved her chair up to the stage
Her Hasselblad was on her knees
This is some true shit
You won't ever believe it but
You gon believe it
Because I'm gonna paint it for you
The show's packed like immigrants
In project tenements
Detect the remnants for ligaments
I glance in the stage at my drunk
Screamin' folks my eyes drop, but 20
With a dame on top, with her name on the top
And she cruisin' the underground with
Her game on cock i'mma walk to her
Talk to her cause I'm high and neg'lint
The thought of a paraplegic
Groupie is quite unsettlin'
But she made an ass out of me and 'umption
When she told me she broke
Three bones stage jumpin'
At her own show cause her own
Flow was quite the shit
I blazed her, she blazed me
We swapped and spit
And it gets greater later when
The herbs in her lungs
I was, inebriated, with burns on my tongue
Session burned, lesson learned
With resin on my thumbs
Sometimes the future can have you
In the present looking dumb
She needs love oh, oh, oh
Fresh in my locs like Cube in the early 90s
I step off stage
Eyes set on this girlies' hiney
I tap her on the shoulder, she turn around
Smile growin' told her she gonna be fine
Long as the Nile flowin'
She said I like how you
Had the crowd glowin', you be rippin'
While glarin' at my sun shades
Askin' if they prescription
You blind? She asked freely like
I get it lots nah cause, baby, you got back
She like I love Sir Mix-a-lot, Heavy D
Notorious BIG i'd give up my kids for
Chances at porkin' them pigs
Damn that's deep
(crazy) told me I wasn't her type, like
Too much on me was right, I
Couldn't put up a fight, ike
She was fine as Tina
Couldn't turn her mind though
Never seen such an ignorant fetish
Out a fine hoe
All I know: not enough scars for sex
Maybe I'll give you a call
After my next car wreck she needs love
Her Hasselblad was on her knees
Watch her eyes, she looks so happy
See her smile oh, I know it's not for me
Wheelchair groupie, oh, wheelchair groupie
She moved her chair up to the stage
Her Hasselblad was on her knees
She moved her chair up to the stage
Her Hasselblad was on her knees
This is some true shit
You won't ever believe it but
You gon believe it
Because I'm gonna paint it for you
The show's packed like immigrants
In project tenements
Detect the remnants for ligaments
I glance in the stage at my drunk
Screamin' folks my eyes drop, but 20
With a dame on top, with her name on the top
And she cruisin' the underground with
Her game on cock i'mma walk to her
Talk to her cause I'm high and neg'lint
The thought of a paraplegic
Groupie is quite unsettlin'
But she made an ass out of me and 'umption
When she told me she broke
Three bones stage jumpin'
At her own show cause her own
Flow was quite the shit
I blazed her, she blazed me
We swapped and spit
And it gets greater later when
The herbs in her lungs
I was, inebriated, with burns on my tongue
Session burned, lesson learned
With resin on my thumbs
Sometimes the future can have you
In the present looking dumb
She needs love oh, oh, oh
Fresh in my locs like Cube in the early 90s
I step off stage
Eyes set on this girlies' hiney
I tap her on the shoulder, she turn around
Smile growin' told her she gonna be fine
Long as the Nile flowin'
She said I like how you
Had the crowd glowin', you be rippin'
While glarin' at my sun shades
Askin' if they prescription
You blind? She asked freely like
I get it lots nah cause, baby, you got back
She like I love Sir Mix-a-lot, Heavy D
Notorious BIG i'd give up my kids for
Chances at porkin' them pigs
Damn that's deep
(crazy) told me I wasn't her type, like
Too much on me was right, I
Couldn't put up a fight, ike
She was fine as Tina
Couldn't turn her mind though
Never seen such an ignorant fetish
Out a fine hoe
All I know: not enough scars for sex
Maybe I'll give you a call
After my next car wreck she needs love