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gwavy & leeko - nightmares lyrics
[intro: leeko]
(what’s another cup?)
(yeah yeah)
(yeah yeah)
(wavyindisb_tch, wavyindisb_tch)
[verse 1: gwavy]
riding so fast, i’m off the gas, i’m moving slomo
heard that you was talkin, but you asked to take a photo
same sh_t, no lame sh_t, now they asking for promos
i just took your b_tch and we kickin it like dojo
[verse 2: leeko]
but you can’t get a picture with me
i’m off the gas, i’m rolling fast, i just been sippin’ on the lean
grab a ho front row and then i put her on her knees
swear this sh_t is a routine
i’m in ruth’s chris every f_cking time she wanna eat
[verse 3: gwavy]
the whip is all black she be sliding in tracks
imma run this sh_t back, like we running in track (oh yeah)
all my boys on the map, when we get on the sl_t
imma f_ck on that b_tch if her p_ssy is fat (oh oh oh)
i just madе a double, my boys in a huddle
be causing that troublе, get popped like a bubble
your boy left in rubble, i gave him the stumble
i’m liftin that money up like i got muscle
[verse 4: leeko]
the choppa came with a compressor
louis sweater i undress her
in the back seat rolling up gas i’m in the tesla
you know i never been a rat, but i’m booted off the cheddar
she said i make her p_ssy wetter
ballin hard i got my letter
[verse 5: gwavy]
if she havin dreams, my name up in her nightmares
they up at the top, and i feel like i’m right there
short b_tch, tiny waist, and she got white hair
never had no handouts, but i’m feeling like i might share
if she havin dreams, my name up in her nightmares
they up at the top, and i feel like i’m right there
short b_tch, tiny waist, and she got white hair
never had no handouts, but i’m feeling like i might share
[verse 6: leeko]
this, and i might get to twitchin when she suckin on the d_ck
you p_ssy boys be talkin, but you all be counterfeit
b_tch i got the water and i might just drown in it
i don’t do acrobatics, but i might the money flip
get the bag, get the cash, get the racks
if i f_cked a b_tch once, i ain’t never callin back
if you riding in that foreign imma make them tires flat
(hoes on my phone, but i never get attached)
[verse 7: gwavy]
yeah i’m off the sh_ts, she want my d_ck, but i cannot (yuh)
i feel stephen curry how i’m sending all these shots
i be riding with that glock
perky make my heart stop
and you know we sip ciroc
got her wet just like a mop
[outro: gwavy]
ducking all the cops
she go up and down like a stock
pour me up some dirty wok
got your favorite b_tch to top
you be fake just like a prop
with the birds, yeah we the flock
i just made that money flop
spend it all and call more shots
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