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city james - wide body كلمات أغنية

wide body by city james lyrics

[intro]
n_ggas say they heard of me
[chorus]
wide_body swervin’
just like a suburban do
n_ggas say they run the city
we ain’t never heard of you
better come clean, turn your white tee burgundy
the truth is, the truth is, the truth is, the truth is
wide_body swervin’
just like a suburban do
n_ggas say they run the city
we ain’t never heard of you
better come clean, turn your white tee burgundy
the truth is, the truth is, the truth is, the truth is

[verse 1]
i might slide in a tank
just to mob to the bank
it’s mo’ diffеrent when it’s dank
if you sniff it, bet it stank
only l!ck it if it’s pink and it’s drippin’ likе it’s paint
give a f_ck what n_ggas think
who give a f_ck what n_ggas think?
brand_new big body, remind me of an excursion
mind a bugatti but money tight as a virgin
d_ck up in my pockets
the lint and cents is conversin’
so i’m gettin’ at the money like i’m emailin’ a person
ayy, if this sh_t was written, it’s in cursive
possessed by a demon, how i’m spewin’ in these verses
hundred mile an hour down a highway
i’m reversin’
professional, how i do it, no rehearsin’
now i’m swervin’
fresher than detergent
head on the freeway so i’m havin’ trouble mergin’
[chorus]
wide_body swervin’
just like a suburban do
n_ggas say they run the city
we ain’t never heard of you
better come clean, turn your white tee burgundy
the truth is, the truth is, the truth is, the truth is
wide_body swervin’
just like a suburban do
n_ggas say they run the city
we ain’t never heard of you
better come clean, turn your white tee burgundy
the truth is, the truth is, the truth is, the truth is

[verse 2]
look—
honest to god, n_gga
i’m the type that’s gon’ ride with you
my baby’s uncles got her
if i happen to die with you
ain’t no one_on_ones
if you chunk it up, i’m fightin’ with you
off the curb or out the trunk, my n_gga
that’s how i’m gettin’ it
i need my fetty, please
ain’t even my city
in these streets, i’m tryna make ’em bleed
screamin’ “f_ck the cops”—oops—
and love to all my fallen g’s
(godd_mn—f_ck—hold on)
ayo, pardon me
mama keep on callin’
i can’t answer
i break her heart ’cause her voice won’t stop me from gettin’ active
i’m packin’, my n_gga
ever since i learned who was lurkin’
they lackin’
my tactics of gettin’ past it is savage
if nice guys finish last
in the traffic, i’m blastin’
[chorus]
wide_body swervin’
just like a suburban do
n_ggas say they run the city
we ain’t never heard of you
better come clean, turn your white tee burgundy
the truth is, the truth is, the truth is, the truth is
wide_body swervin’
just like a suburban do
n_ggas say they run the city
we ain’t never heard of you
better come clean, turn your white tee burgundy
the truth is, the truth is, the truth is, the truth is

- city james

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