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Dela Jazz2kool - Wav Lyrics



Dela Jazz2kool - Wav Lyrics




Yeah
Yeah

Aye

Look
Came back with that wave
Came back with that wave

You ain't got nothing to say
You ain't got nothing to say
You ain't got

I'm the one they ain't praise
I'm the one they ain't praise
I'm the one

Nooo youngin don't play
Tell em get way out face

I want them Os with the commas
I do this shit for my mama

Rather be hot like a sauna
Rather be fresh in designer

Use to rock holes in pajamas
Use to have hoes f*ck the drama

I spit that flow on a come up
I do this shit for a come up

I put that bag before everything
I run that check up on everything

Got that cash then the mail came
I lean on purp that my medicine

These girls be searching for wedding rings

I told that girl I ain't settling

Lay up
I stay up
I'm way up
Little nigga
I dribble
I ball
You know they gone pay us

Yeah
Yeah
Forgive or forget
We about to get lit
I know what you sip

Yeah
Yeah!
Been on my shit
I handle my biz
I put in a bid

Came for that 1up
They tried to arcade us
You know they can't play us
You know they can't play us

Tried to put 1up
I'm smoking on papers
These niggas some haters
These niggas some haters

Free my niggas in the chain gang
Know hood niggas that gang bang

Everyday on the same thing
Rock rose gold that plane Jane

Look
We don't have nothing in common

No
We don't have nothing in common

Everybody wanna copy the wave

They try to be me but it's no imitating

Look
Came back with that wave
Came back with that wave

You ain't got nothing to say
You ain't got nothing to say

I'm the one they ain't praise
I'm the one they ain't praise

Nooo youngin don't play
Tell em get way out face
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Yeah
Yeah

Aye

Look
Came back with that wave
Came back with that wave

You ain't got nothing to say
You ain't got nothing to say
You ain't got

I'm the one they ain't praise
I'm the one they ain't praise
I'm the one

Nooo youngin don't play
Tell em get way out face

I want them Os with the commas
I do this shit for my mama

Rather be hot like a sauna
Rather be fresh in designer

Use to rock holes in pajamas
Use to have hoes f*ck the drama

I spit that flow on a come up
I do this shit for a come up

I put that bag before everything
I run that check up on everything

Got that cash then the mail came
I lean on purp that my medicine

These girls be searching for wedding rings

I told that girl I ain't settling

Lay up
I stay up
I'm way up
Little nigga
I dribble
I ball
You know they gone pay us

Yeah
Yeah
Forgive or forget
We about to get lit
I know what you sip

Yeah
Yeah!
Been on my shit
I handle my biz
I put in a bid

Came for that 1up
They tried to arcade us
You know they can't play us
You know they can't play us

Tried to put 1up
I'm smoking on papers
These niggas some haters
These niggas some haters

Free my niggas in the chain gang
Know hood niggas that gang bang

Everyday on the same thing
Rock rose gold that plane Jane

Look
We don't have nothing in common

No
We don't have nothing in common

Everybody wanna copy the wave

They try to be me but it's no imitating

Look
Came back with that wave
Came back with that wave

You ain't got nothing to say
You ain't got nothing to say

I'm the one they ain't praise
I'm the one they ain't praise

Nooo youngin don't play
Tell em get way out face
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Writer: umari faried
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