Had to make me a way
I knew i was all that i had
These b#tches ain’t sh#t in advance
She ate the skin off the dick
She knew i was playing wit bands
I told that lil b#tch get my mans
Might take a trip out to russia
Might take a trip out to france
I might take that trip with her friend
S model big body benz
She off a perc its a 10
Im hiding my eye through the cartier lens
Me and xanman like the cartier twins
That b#tch on her neck
Mixed the liq wit da blend
That b#tch too high
Think she swallowed some fent
If you hot then you hot
n#gg# ain’t no exempt
They didn’t see the vision
They just seen a glimpse
She ate up the dick
Got her throat in a clinch
Think im sweet for the backdoor
Im not money mitch
Lil bro off a 3 of the tris
You cross me you cross me
I dont do no heart to heart
Bro off the wok
Put a four in exotic pop
Young n#gg# with dreads
Goin slide like static shock
He wouldn’t slide
If the wizard gave him a heart
Think that he stepping
b#tch you not no theta
We can step on a n#gg#
Now we gone to the himalayas
Bad asian b#tch
And i think that she himalayan
Can’t play wit me b#tch
I ain’t related to sega
Lawyer next door
Think i live by a rich neighbor
Im not from the west
But i stay with a gunslinger
You go on your first move
Hell of a rush ain’t it
You dont get the picture
I stay with a brush paint
Thought it was drop
I gave him a fresh paint
Reroc the seal
You ain’t sipping no damn drink
Take trips out the a
Got your b#tch ina sprinter van
She f#ck wit the woo
So she say she ain’t have a man
One punch man
I ain’t talking anime
Put the dick in her face like its cake
Anna mae
Got a arch in her back
When i f#ck
She ran away
Iont follow no leader
Cause b#tch im a renegade
She done drunk up the seed
f#ck she thought i was lemonade
Lil slow #ss n#gg#
Listening to what master splinter say
Take a b#tch shopping
Then on a flight
For a getaway
New scat pack
It wasn’t hard to get away
Im in the trench
I feel like blade
Buss down rollie
That b#tch was amazed
Lil bro caught a vic
Then we threw a parade
I came from the bottom
The sh#t wasn’t made
Now i be in the hills
With a chef and a made
My driver pull up
In a all black escalade
Blrrrttt blrrrrtt
We gone
Trips out to cali
To pick up a bomb
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Woogservin Lyrics – All I Had