Letra de Wowie!
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Met an bitch, out in Atlanta
And the hoe don't got no manners
And a nigga might go frantic
And the hoe don't got no manners
And a nigga might go frantic
In a panda colored phantom
My wrist rainy, like it’s cloudy
Might get CBD, in my brownies
Alabama bitch, she pull up on me like howdy!
Met an bitch, out in Atlanta
And the hoe don't got no manners
And a nigga might go frantic
In a panda colored phantom
My wrist rainy, like it’s cloudy
Might get CBD, in my brownies
Alabama bitch, she pull up on me like howdy!
You can get knocked out like a bowling pin
Bitch, I feel like a hooligan
Like Flo-Rida, this my house
I’ll burn shit down, whatever room you in
Bout to drop a bomb on this beat
I'm on some boss shit, ketchup no mustard
My sauce, can never be repolished
You niggas suck, I'm an keep it a buck
But it's very nice to meet you
Pussy nigga, bout to take damage
To yourself like a Pichu. water on me
I got the seven seas on my wrist bitch
I'm a fuck up these bands, like I broke all the equipment
I'm a keep it brief, no boxers
But I will knock out any nigga
Who start talking, just like a sandal
I know these niggas flip flopping
Flipping the bird at you, like an acrobatic ostrich
Met an bitch, out in Atlanta
And the hoe don't got no manners
And a nigga might go frantic
In a panda colored phantom
My wrist rainy, like it’s cloudy
Might get CBD, in my brownies
Alabama bitch, she pull up on me like howdy!
Met an bitch, out in Atlanta
And the hoe don't got no manners
And a nigga might go frantic
In a panda colored phantom
My wrist rainy, like it’s cloudy
Might get CBD, in my brownies
Alabama bitch, she pull up on me like howdy!
My wrist rainy, like it’s cloudy
Might get CBD, in my brownies
Alabama bitch, she pull up on me like howdy!
Met an bitch, out in Atlanta
And the hoe don't got no manners
And a nigga might go frantic
In a panda colored phantom
My wrist rainy, like it’s cloudy
Might get CBD, in my brownies
Alabama bitch, she pull up on me like howdy!
You can get knocked out like a bowling pin
Bitch, I feel like a hooligan
Like Flo-Rida, this my house
I’ll burn shit down, whatever room you in
Bout to drop a bomb on this beat
I'm on some boss shit, ketchup no mustard
My sauce, can never be repolished
You niggas suck, I'm an keep it a buck
But it's very nice to meet you
Pussy nigga, bout to take damage
To yourself like a Pichu. water on me
I got the seven seas on my wrist bitch
I'm a fuck up these bands, like I broke all the equipment
I'm a keep it brief, no boxers
But I will knock out any nigga
Who start talking, just like a sandal
I know these niggas flip flopping
Flipping the bird at you, like an acrobatic ostrich
Met an bitch, out in Atlanta
And the hoe don't got no manners
And a nigga might go frantic
In a panda colored phantom
My wrist rainy, like it’s cloudy
Might get CBD, in my brownies
Alabama bitch, she pull up on me like howdy!
Met an bitch, out in Atlanta
And the hoe don't got no manners
And a nigga might go frantic
In a panda colored phantom
My wrist rainy, like it’s cloudy
Might get CBD, in my brownies
Alabama bitch, she pull up on me like howdy!
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