NBA YoungBoy - Wagwan lyrics
[NBA YoungBoy - Wagwan lyrics]
(It's a Menace Beat, boy)
Michael Jordan, 23 (O oh)
I'm too street for industry (O oh)
Shawty know that we ain't coppin' pleas, no
I been guilty for your love and I plead now
Take the stress out, this my lean cup
(Ooh ooh)
Now I'm hoppin' out, I ain't freezin' up
(O oh)
I took all the Ls, still ain't givin' up
For to get this shit I walked through hell
And I ain't givin' nothin'
She say, "Hey" to me, I say, "Wagwan"
Gotta keep the strong walkin'
Through my slums
Why don't they just let me
Be? Think I got signs
That I only got myself, you not my kind
You, you are too cool
Come get what I need, then I'm through
I see you like me, I like you too
And I like the money, I know you do
Expedition
Got a new stick, new clip for the tension
Make 'em youngins wet the whole
Block if you mention me
People hatin' on me and you act
Like you ain't seein' it
Better not let me find out you a frenemy
Brother always said
"How yo' friend turn a enemy?"
Them niggas know I said what I said
They plan on endin' me
Money always keep a nigga calm
Like it's canning me
Young nigga pull up in Saint Laurent
Look like he sellin' keys
Push start, wireless keys (O oh)
Flyback in Carson, shawty overseas
Tell her, "Bring me back some Louis V
And some bape clothes"
I pour up syrup inside my drank
And ain't no taste gone
Shawty got that check and she left
Guess her love gone
Wet up a whole block with that TEC
And then they get gone
I can't get cloned, known to spin 'round
They gon' speak on us 'til I put flex down
She say, "Hey" to me, I say, "Wagwan"
Gotta keep the strong walkin'
Through my slums
Why don't they just let me
Be? Think I got signs
That I only got myself, you not my kind
You, you are too cool
Come get what I need, then I'm through
I see you like me, I like you too
And I like the money, I know you do
Michael Jordan, 23 (O oh)
I'm too street for industry (O oh)
Shawty know that we ain't coppin' pleas, no
I been guilty for your love and I plead now
Take the stress out, this my lean cup
(Ooh ooh)
Now I'm hoppin' out, I ain't freezin' up
(O oh)
I took all the Ls, still ain't givin' up
For to get this shit I walked through hell
And I ain't givin' nothin'
Michael Jordan, 23 (O oh)
I'm too street for industry (O oh)
Shawty know that we ain't coppin' pleas, no
I been guilty for your love and I plead now
Take the stress out, this my lean cup
(Ooh ooh)
Now I'm hoppin' out, I ain't freezin' up
(O oh)
I took all the Ls, still ain't givin' up
For to get this shit I walked through hell
And I ain't givin' nothin'
She say, "Hey" to me, I say, "Wagwan"
Gotta keep the strong walkin'
Through my slums
Why don't they just let me
Be? Think I got signs
That I only got myself, you not my kind
You, you are too cool
Come get what I need, then I'm through
I see you like me, I like you too
And I like the money, I know you do
Expedition
Got a new stick, new clip for the tension
Make 'em youngins wet the whole
Block if you mention me
People hatin' on me and you act
Like you ain't seein' it
Better not let me find out you a frenemy
Brother always said
"How yo' friend turn a enemy?"
Them niggas know I said what I said
They plan on endin' me
Money always keep a nigga calm
Like it's canning me
Young nigga pull up in Saint Laurent
Look like he sellin' keys
Push start, wireless keys (O oh)
Flyback in Carson, shawty overseas
Tell her, "Bring me back some Louis V
And some bape clothes"
I pour up syrup inside my drank
And ain't no taste gone
Shawty got that check and she left
Guess her love gone
Wet up a whole block with that TEC
And then they get gone
I can't get cloned, known to spin 'round
They gon' speak on us 'til I put flex down
She say, "Hey" to me, I say, "Wagwan"
Gotta keep the strong walkin'
Through my slums
Why don't they just let me
Be? Think I got signs
That I only got myself, you not my kind
You, you are too cool
Come get what I need, then I'm through
I see you like me, I like you too
And I like the money, I know you do
Michael Jordan, 23 (O oh)
I'm too street for industry (O oh)
Shawty know that we ain't coppin' pleas, no
I been guilty for your love and I plead now
Take the stress out, this my lean cup
(Ooh ooh)
Now I'm hoppin' out, I ain't freezin' up
(O oh)
I took all the Ls, still ain't givin' up
For to get this shit I walked through hell
And I ain't givin' nothin'
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