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wang gang – roids n cheeks كلمات اغاني

i don’t remember asking you a god d_mn thing

[hook]
we got them roids, she got them cheeks
we got them roids we got them roids she got them cheeks
we got them roids, she got them cheeks
we got them roids she’s got them cheeks she’s got them cheeks

[pre_verse]
on that beat imma freak, imma flea
off that test got me feeling like a g
roids n cheeks uh_huh, roids n cheeks
roids n cheeks uh_huh, roids n cheeks

[verse 1]
roids n cheeks got me feeling like math is bleak
my mind gone insane off this f_cking beat
i got a bad b_tch she show me her t__ts
amazon’a finna spring a f_ckin’ leak
smoke so much crack they call me twеak
now they call me zach eff, i’m fresh till dеath
got too many b_tches, now they calling me hugh heff
i pull up on set, in my private jet

beat the p_ssy up, don’t even sweat
roids n cheeks your b_tch can l!ck my crack
ain’t no coming back, i’m dunking up in the p_ssy just like shaq
pulling the team all up on my back, always getting in that late night snack
pumping my numbers up, slide in your girl’s dms, “what’s up?”
two girls; one motherf_ckin’ cup

walk up in the trap like a f_cking boss
found me a b_tch fatter than rick ross
boutta pump her cheeks till they’re f_cking raw

dump it off for the squad, john stocked it, imma bob
i’m oj simpson duckin’ dodgin’ hoes, running from the cops inna beat up bronco
i’m all f_cked up on trambalone
all these motherf_ckers tryna take my throne
might drop out of school just to work at the dome
f_ck all these dudes tryna copy our flow, w_ng gang, w_ng gang we in this thang
this mothaf_ckin w_ng gang

[hook]
we got them roids, she got them cheeks
we got them roids she got them cheeks she got them cheeks
on this beat imma freak imma flea
on this test got me feelin’ like a g
roids n cheeks uh_huh, roids n cheeks uh_huh, roids n cheeks uh_huh, roids n cheeks, roids n cheeks, got me feeling like a g

you’ll shoot your eye out, kid!

[verse 2]
i always got that dressin’, i always be finessin’
takin’ d_ball yeah i’m testin’, yeah boy i’m testin’
chiddy_chiddy gang bang, pete w_ng gang, eating your girl’s cat like my last name is chang, she yelled “ralphie!” as she came
y’all can’t hang, wowie in the fast lane
[pre_verse 2]
yo. three young frosties? suck my three b_lls
lil youssef? suck my b_lls
tekashi 6ix 9ine? suck my b_lls
w_ng gang

[verse 3]
we got them roids, we got them cheeks
we move in silence, and stay discreet
and with the violence, except for neeks
like giannis, your girl’s a freak

’bout my bucks not from milwaukee, ice on frost but ain’t no hockey. throwin’ hands b_tch call me rocky, give no f_cks so please stop talking

pistol by my pistol, yeah from pitt, don’t get it twisted mister. shooting sh_t like liquor, hit your b_tch quick, l!ckin’ d_ck her
figure i’m a mister so i take her out to dinner
then it’s back to my place she got white lace then i’m in her
bracin’ for this wood, god d_mn, she’s yelling “timber!”
360 on that d_ck, looking like a fidget spinner

[outro]
we got them roids, she got them cheeks….

- wang gang

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