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letra de 3 verses - reginald wavy

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(verse)
whoa
i hop in the german it’s manual
6 figs at least for the annual
did a tune up got me feelin mechanical
roll it up burnin botanical
ty cobb wit the hits
366 can’t miss
paradis drink a 5th
spit some game to the b—-
now she on my list
i smoke karate kush
it got my eyes lookin like i’m chinese
calloway occasions
i’m hittin b—— with that mouth piece
rake it in and clean it up
i stack it up for the finance
fake contracts get bypassed
i see money coming in as the time pass
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always had a plan
you would thought that i rehe-rs- this
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back around
like a hula hoop
she knew the scoop
i alley oop
couldn’t take her back
all them dinners she pay for that
i hit quick don’t wait on that
my last girl ain’t too much i can say on that
you see that ps5 we can play on that
all this s— i say on tracks
it be real truth straight up facts
i’m mr. wavy hit a bleezy in the studio relax
hit em with a business tax
n—– thought that i was dead
in the shadows in a box
i started living with the bread
at the hmrn this first base
couldn’t wife her
if i f—– on the first date
mr. wavy in first place
couldn’t f— wit me on my worst day
all in my dm talkin bout let’s get in the studio
i’m really workin bustin down verses y’all drunk spittin on don julio
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you would thought that i rehe-rs- this
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yeah
hit up jag got another banger
i was in the navy
seen a seal slap a ranger
money dirty i don’t count it with my finger
louis v cologne linger
addicted to the wins
i hate it when i lose
turn the l’s into a lesson
every single time mr. wavy will improve
busting fast moves
her boyfriend got bad shoes
i’m in rosedale that’s brimhall
saying that’s rad dude
came to f— the game up
like a little kid when you playing online
how you married to the b—-
and you met her online
n—– sell they soul
just to get a co sign
i don’t even trip
just give the right away
and oops sorry
i think i f—– your b—- by the way
call the audible i ain’t wanna go that route
aiming for dollar bills
ain’t worried bout no clout
cacti with the broski
no ipa in this stout
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always had a plan
you would thought that i rehe-rs- this

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