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letra de wya? - ham sandwich [usa]

[intro: ham sandwich & oddwin]
where’d that boy go?
(ayo oddwin)
uh! i just pulled up to his block, (yessir!)
where’d that boy go? (i swear i saw him the other day)
i just pulled up at his spot, (yessir!)
where’d that boy go? (i swear he was right here the other day)
i been posted round the clock (uh-huh!)
where’d that boy go? (i been waiting here for d-mn near an hour)
at his house, knock-knock (who is it?)
where’d that boy go? (that’s crazy, i swear he used to live here)

[verse 1: ham sandwich]
old boy had skip town ’cause he heard i’m on the way (d-mn)
everybody heard that he’d gonе away (d-mn)
that’s a shame
now everybody know that hе a mother f-cking lame
try to get up in my lane, he was talking h-lla sh-t
when we pulled up to his addy, he deserved it h-lla quick
p-ssy boy talk tough, he though he was relevant
he would get his fit and spin it like washing some delicates
take his b-tch, nut up in her eye, she watching h-lla kids
why she tryna f-ck with me, but with you she was celibate
you think she was selling it, she ain’t even hesitant
suck it down one gulp, she built like a pelican
if you pull up right now, i might be benevolent
but if you still try to duck me, i’m setting a precedent
we gon’ hit up all your homies, your brodies, your relatives
and we might just leave you living for the h-ll of it
b-tch boy
[chorus: ham sandwich]
where you at n-gga?
where you at n-gga?
imma hit you in your motha-f-cking hat n-gga
where you at n-gga?
where you at n-gga?
imma hit you in your motha-f-cking cap n-gga
where you at n-gga?
where you at n-gga?
imma shoot you in your motha-f-cking back n-gga
where you at n-gga?
where you at n-gga?
where you at n-gga?
where you at n-gga?
where you at?

[verse 2: dedboii kez]
yuh, where the f-ck he at?
i was talking with my strap while he was talking out his ass
i done shot him twenty times, and that ain’t even half the mag
i’m the bible, aim for the block, and my chopper’s a f-cking spaz
i’m sorry if you get mad
your life will probably flash
we pull up like men in black
your life is a f-cking joke, so i gotta keep me a bat
f-ckers with all the comments, so what i talk when i rap
oh slatt, he a dweeb
b-tch he play d&d
tryna say that he like me
tryna tell me who to be
but i know boys locked in the dungeon who kept the draco in the streets
while you was locked up in your house, i was out homeless with the heat
seemed like every f-cking day was a struggle for me to eat
and i ain’t running for your pockets, so b-tch better pay the fee
b-tch, where the f-ck were you when your b-tch was gobbling me?
laid out, flat body, put the heat to his t–th
[outro: ham sandwich]
ugh, uh
where’d that boy go? (i swear i saw him the other day man)
i just pulled up on his block (yessir!)
where’d that boy go? (i swear he was right here the other day)

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