Denzel Curry, Kiddo Marv - WISH lyrics
Denzel Curry [Denzel Rae Don Curry] Miami Gardens, Florida, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Denzel Curry, Kiddo Marv - WISH lyrics]
Your wish is my command i'm your genie
Your wish is my command (He's heating up)
Can't you feel the magic? (FnZ)
Oh damn
Dreads to the top, gold in my mouth, woaday
Hoes by the flock, no, let me stop, woaday
And I keep a Glock, nah, it's a Glock 40
Hands on a knot, hands on your bop, woaday
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 usin' one-liners
Pull up in an navigator truck, Excursion
Bad bitch on the side of me, half Persian
I don't got a car, but I got car service
So many chains, make a, uh, feel nervous
Wait, I meant to say my chick from Nicaragua
Put her on the team 'cause
We both makin' dollars
Hit her with the stroke
Get her wet like aqua
If she was a bop, I would hit
Then I'll drop her hang with the bros 'cause
You know blood thicker
I miss my vros, 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 motherfuckin' 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, woaday
Hoes by the flock, no, let me stop, woaday
And I keep a Glock, nah, it's a Glock 40
Hands on a knot, hands on your back, woaday
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 usin' one-liners
Bossed up
Came a long way from bein' a manager
Glocks up with the sticks and the
Clips lookin' like banana na
Never pay for pussy
These bitches ain't gettin' nuh uh
My name alone gon' make me press
On your ho like a button
In my city ridin' vert to Uzi, Lil Uzi Vert
Every week another funeral
Only time we go to church
Runnin' 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 hurtin'
Slidin' like a Taliban with a turban
Pull up all black in a suburban
'Cause he ain't die, so we
Gotta slide back, Mike, thriller
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, woaday
Hoes by the flock, no, let me stop, woaday
And I keep a Glock, nah, it's a Glock 40
Hands on a knot, hands on your back, woaday
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 usin' one-liners
Your wish is my command
Can't you feel the magic?
Your wish is my command
Can't you feel the magic?
Your wish is my command i'm your genie
Your wish is my command (He's heating up)
Can't you feel the magic? (FnZ)
Oh damn
Dreads to the top, gold in my mouth, woaday
Hoes by the flock, no, let me stop, woaday
And I keep a Glock, nah, it's a Glock 40
Hands on a knot, hands on your bop, woaday
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 usin' one-liners
Pull up in an navigator truck, Excursion
Bad bitch on the side of me, half Persian
I don't got a car, but I got car service
So many chains, make a, uh, feel nervous
Wait, I meant to say my chick from Nicaragua
Put her on the team 'cause
We both makin' dollars
Hit her with the stroke
Get her wet like aqua
If she was a bop, I would hit
Then I'll drop her hang with the bros 'cause
You know blood thicker
I miss my vros, 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 motherfuckin' 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, woaday
Hoes by the flock, no, let me stop, woaday
And I keep a Glock, nah, it's a Glock 40
Hands on a knot, hands on your back, woaday
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 usin' one-liners
Bossed up
Came a long way from bein' a manager
Glocks up with the sticks and the
Clips lookin' like banana na
Never pay for pussy
These bitches ain't gettin' nuh uh
My name alone gon' make me press
On your ho like a button
In my city ridin' vert to Uzi, Lil Uzi Vert
Every week another funeral
Only time we go to church
Runnin' 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 hurtin'
Slidin' like a Taliban with a turban
Pull up all black in a suburban
'Cause he ain't die, so we
Gotta slide back, Mike, thriller
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, woaday
Hoes by the flock, no, let me stop, woaday
And I keep a Glock, nah, it's a Glock 40
Hands on a knot, hands on your back, woaday
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 usin' one-liners
Your wish is my command
Can't you feel the magic?
Your wish is my command
Can't you feel the magic?
Your wish is my command i'm your genie