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letra de wcw - mankind (sciryl & n8!)

[hook 1: !llumin@te with background vocals by trezure empire]
you my wcw
the status is me loving you
me loving you. no matter what we going through
you my wcw

[verse 1: !llumin@te]
gotta love
hump day, gotta love the sight of her taking off
her undies. i love her even though we often fight over
money.  i love her ‘cause she let me hit it raw on
monday. her sweet sunflower seeps pure honey
plus she’s mature, funny, still’ll ride or die
she will go to war for me, open doors for me
by just standing by my side
the left hand to my right, i need a best man
i need a ring, i need a tux, i need in-depth plans
i need some stocks to invest in, i need a lot
i need to stop, i’m way ahead of myself
i seek a trophy wife instead of a belt. what does it mean to gain
the world if you ain’t got the girl of your dreams?
scared to fall ‘cause you know love stings, but the pain’s worth it
on the surface, i’m clean, but i ain’t mr. perfect
i know i can be missing person
with a cold case of cold feet, but who wants to be
an old dog with no leash that got fleas?
on one knee, i’ll express these hopes. until then
please accept this post. to my woman crush wednesday

[hook 1: !llumin@te with background vocals by trezure empire]
you my wcw
the status is me loving you
it’s me loving you. no matter what we going through
the status is me loving you
me loving you
you my wcw
my wcw

[verse 2: luce change]
they say a good
girl can’t do it like a hollywood ho can
i say, “them n-ggas bugging. what the h-ll are they smoking?”
they never had a girl they could bring to moms. i don’t
believe they f-ck the b-tches that they claim in songs just like
these n-ggas stay lying ‘bout the hustle i knew, f-cked up
a whole brick twice, asked your mother for dough. you can’t
afford to feed your kids? d-mn, brother, you’re broke. you gotta
pay that money back and double you owe? god d-mn!
(god d-mn!) sting, don’t it? said, “if i ever
meet my queen, i’ll put a ring on it,” but where i’m from
women hate to hear that wedding bell ding, say
“committing to a guy is committing suicide.” mama said
“who this one girl you raving about?” “i had
to shoo away the flock, mom, changing my route.” she said
“even erica? she was always your sidekickoff.” i said
“especially had to cut the erica b-tch off.” huh!
my man scott threw a get-together, he said, “party”
but, really, all we did was sit together. i was
chatting with a thot that i would not call until i
peeped shorty standing out in scott hall. i stepped
to her, said, “no, we ain’t having this. we finna
go in there and turn up with the ratchet chicks.” she started
laughing, said, “boy, bye. i’m ‘bout to head home. look, i’m tired
i ain’t really with the madness.” haha
always amazed how conversation can k!ll time
fast-forward two years, and we still rhyme
i didn’t think the girl i met in the hall would somehow
be the woman that i wed at the altar, but
we can’t control how the world turns. if it was
up to me, i’d build a private goldberg. and f-ck english
we would only speak our own words with gold
trees and babies that sh-t gold t-rds. listen
i wrote this sitting right beside her in the jeep while we
speeding to the crib, ain’t n0body getting sleep, and she
talked that dirty talk. talk your sh-t, yes indeed. all that
talk’ll be deceased once i pipe her—rest in peace. uh!

[bridge (overlapped with interlude and hook 2): sample with scratches]
“hearing these melodies”

[interlude (overlapped with bridge): sciryl]
i bought my girl some flowers. yo. uh

[hook 2 (overlapped with bridge): sciryl with background vocals by trezure empire]
flowerbomb lotus, molotov woman
rhyme to my poet. hold it. you’ve gotten my
focus. you’ve gotten my…
flowerbomb lotus, molotov woman
rhyme to my poet. hold it. you’ve gotten my
focus

[verse 3: sciryl]
flowerbomb lotus, molotov woman
rhyme to my poet. hold it. you’ve gotten my
focus. i’m trying to ride trojan inside your mind
stroking—i’m talking that mind s-x. trust
it’s fine to rock clothing. you got your eyes open or it’s
rockabye dozing. rocked the boat, find a
zone and go floating, cloud-coasting, girl
we could rise in slow-motion, locking souls
lying close, lye and smoke. i got some
platanos soaking and lots of cold potion, rock
the boat slowly (rock the boat slowly, girl). you got the whole
ocean (you got the whole ocean), so why not
glide the coast? and if gets cold, then
i’m your kobe surely, i’m your close crony
i am no phony, hope fully i’m your
man crush monday to sunday ‘cause, one day…

[hook 3: sciryl and (trezure empire)] (x2)
(one day, one day)
i’ma see that
flowerbomb like, like
powerbomb, yeah

[outro: trezure empire]
wcw
(one day, one day)
your wcw
yoohoo!

- mankind sciryl n8

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