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EddySaintClout - W.Y.T.D (feat. Dwill) Lyrics



EddySaintClout - W.Y.T.D (feat. Dwill) Lyrics
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(Hold up yuh, yeah)
(Face ass)
(Got my singing voice out for y'all f*ck niggas)
(Dwill cane with me to go off on y'all f*ck niggas)
(What y'all f*ck niggas trying to do, man)
(KO) Hopping in a vroom
Got water like a cruise
And shordi tryna choose
So, what you tryna do
Yuh, your bitch in the room
And shawty with the crew
And you ain't have a clue
So what you tryna do
Nigga what you tryna do, all my money looking blue
While I'm f*cking on your bitch, yeah she slide with the crew
She already know that she been ridin' in a coupe, so she already know I got the Backwood too
Got bad bitches in the front seat too
Got bad bitches in the back seat too
Bout' to bring em' to the kickback, came through
Call another bit and the back came through
Bag came through, and I'm shipping a pack
I'm getting the work and she bussin' a stack
I'm f*cking your bitch cause her booty too fat
I gotta go get me a check and relax
I gotta go get me a check and relapse
I'm bout to go get to my muhf*ckin' bag
Hop in a Toyota or I hop in a Jag
F*ckin' your bitch and I don't text her back
Now we hopping in a vroom
Got water like the cruise
And shordi tryna choose
So, what you tryna do
Hol' uh, your bitch in the room
And shawty with the crew
And you ain't have a clue
So what you tryna do
Nigga, what you tryna do. I do what I do
Yeah I'm with the team, we do what we do
We getting to the bucks, so you gotta back
Back it up
My nigga you on crack
Nigga, my niggas
We never, never tweakin'
We smoking this gas yeah, you know we be geekin'
And your bitch, she be freaking. She freakin'
Freakin' for the weekend
All my niggas really smokin' that pack, all my niggas really flip it right back
All my niggas really never never mad, why these niggas, yeah they going out sad
Why they hating on my muhf*ckin' bag
Why your bitch came with a fat ass
Why my niggas came through with a Jag
I skirt in a vroom feel like Sonic on the dash
Feel like Sonic, finna dash
I'm just getting way too much cash
Running to the coins, these niggas in last
I'ma be kickin' the kick with the ass
I'ma be kickin' the kick with the ass
And flipping the brick
Put the blunt in the glass
I need to go get me some bags of the gas
I gotta go get me them hunnid-a-stacks
A hundred a stack they all Benji
Told these niggas I'm not friendly
Pussy nigga you just envy
Tryna tell me that you're friendly
Pussy nigga I don't know
Put the glock up to your homie,
I don't know if I should know it. I don't know if I should know it
If you on the boat, then row it. if you on the boat, then row it
(If you on the boat, then row it)
KOE and KOD
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(Hold up yuh, yeah)
(Face ass)
(Got my singing voice out for y'all f*ck niggas)
(Dwill cane with me to go off on y'all f*ck niggas)
(What y'all f*ck niggas trying to do, man)
(KO) Hopping in a vroom
Got water like a cruise
And shordi tryna choose
So, what you tryna do
Yuh, your bitch in the room
And shawty with the crew
And you ain't have a clue
So what you tryna do
Nigga what you tryna do, all my money looking blue
While I'm f*cking on your bitch, yeah she slide with the crew
She already know that she been ridin' in a coupe, so she already know I got the Backwood too
Got bad bitches in the front seat too
Got bad bitches in the back seat too
Bout' to bring em' to the kickback, came through
Call another bit and the back came through
Bag came through, and I'm shipping a pack
I'm getting the work and she bussin' a stack
I'm f*cking your bitch cause her booty too fat
I gotta go get me a check and relax
I gotta go get me a check and relapse
I'm bout to go get to my muhf*ckin' bag
Hop in a Toyota or I hop in a Jag
F*ckin' your bitch and I don't text her back
Now we hopping in a vroom
Got water like the cruise
And shordi tryna choose
So, what you tryna do
Hol' uh, your bitch in the room
And shawty with the crew
And you ain't have a clue
So what you tryna do
Nigga, what you tryna do. I do what I do
Yeah I'm with the team, we do what we do
We getting to the bucks, so you gotta back
Back it up
My nigga you on crack
Nigga, my niggas
We never, never tweakin'
We smoking this gas yeah, you know we be geekin'
And your bitch, she be freaking. She freakin'
Freakin' for the weekend
All my niggas really smokin' that pack, all my niggas really flip it right back
All my niggas really never never mad, why these niggas, yeah they going out sad
Why they hating on my muhf*ckin' bag
Why your bitch came with a fat ass
Why my niggas came through with a Jag
I skirt in a vroom feel like Sonic on the dash
Feel like Sonic, finna dash
I'm just getting way too much cash
Running to the coins, these niggas in last
I'ma be kickin' the kick with the ass
I'ma be kickin' the kick with the ass
And flipping the brick
Put the blunt in the glass
I need to go get me some bags of the gas
I gotta go get me them hunnid-a-stacks
A hundred a stack they all Benji
Told these niggas I'm not friendly
Pussy nigga you just envy
Tryna tell me that you're friendly
Pussy nigga I don't know
Put the glock up to your homie,
I don't know if I should know it. I don't know if I should know it
If you on the boat, then row it. if you on the boat, then row it
(If you on the boat, then row it)
KOE and KOD
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Writer: Dorian Williams, Edwin Keita
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EddySaintClout - W.Y.T.D (feat. Dwill) Video
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Performed By: EddySaintClout
Language: English
Length: 2:39
Written by: Dorian Williams, Edwin Keita

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