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Sega Soldier Video (MV)




Performed By: Fweago Baby
Language: English
Length: 2:56
Written by: Richard Knight II




Fweago Baby - Sega Soldier Lyrics




Man i dont know why
Its like
Niggas dont know who the best really is
So imma tell yall
Im so God damn lit i cant walk straight
You know i flex on my off day
Balling yeah thats what they all say
Please do not rub the wrong way
All of you roaches get hit with the off spray
Im talking that big shit
Speak light walk with a big stick
Got your bitch panties on drip drip
Good gas smoking out the big zip
Im one time two time three times a champion
Ye told me so i guess therefore i am then
Im off the top rope call rob fweago van dam
I jugged and finessed on my way to success
Yeah
Blessed
Check
Fresh
Im so clean im like crest
Ultra light beam on my tech
Headshot nigga f*ck your vest
Easy peasy lemon squeezy this rap shit
Water diamonds dance like fiji its magic
All my new shit sounds like sounds from the raptures
Fweago ballin coulda signed for the raptors
Fresh to death i put supreme on my casket
Dippin dabbin im the frontier for fashion
I dont ask her she get straight to the action
Fweago Film Productions
Lights camera action
And woulda thought damn who woulda thought
Man who thought damn who woulda thought
Who really woulda thought
That a young nigga from the northeast side would make it like this
Your a
Broke boy
Hoe boy
Slow boy
No bread bitch you a broke boy
Moncler fur for the coat boy
Raf simmons mixed with the saint laurent
Big body parallel double park
The screaming MVP
All these niggas envy me
I hop out that pussy like who the man
Diamonds they water like Yucatan
Pull up we hop out hit you and your shooter man
Double vs up they like who the clan
Who the man who the man who the man
Who the man who the man who the man
Who the man who the man who the man
Who the man who the man who the man who the man who the man
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Man i dont know why
Its like
Niggas dont know who the best really is
So imma tell yall
Im so God damn lit i cant walk straight
You know i flex on my off day
Balling yeah thats what they all say
Please do not rub the wrong way
All of you roaches get hit with the off spray
Im talking that big shit
Speak light walk with a big stick
Got your bitch panties on drip drip
Good gas smoking out the big zip
Im one time two time three times a champion
Ye told me so i guess therefore i am then
Im off the top rope call rob fweago van dam
I jugged and finessed on my way to success
Yeah
Blessed
Check
Fresh
Im so clean im like crest
Ultra light beam on my tech
Headshot nigga f*ck your vest
Easy peasy lemon squeezy this rap shit
Water diamonds dance like fiji its magic
All my new shit sounds like sounds from the raptures
Fweago ballin coulda signed for the raptors
Fresh to death i put supreme on my casket
Dippin dabbin im the frontier for fashion
I dont ask her she get straight to the action
Fweago Film Productions
Lights camera action
And woulda thought damn who woulda thought
Man who thought damn who woulda thought
Who really woulda thought
That a young nigga from the northeast side would make it like this
Your a
Broke boy
Hoe boy
Slow boy
No bread bitch you a broke boy
Moncler fur for the coat boy
Raf simmons mixed with the saint laurent
Big body parallel double park
The screaming MVP
All these niggas envy me
I hop out that pussy like who the man
Diamonds they water like Yucatan
Pull up we hop out hit you and your shooter man
Double vs up they like who the clan
Who the man who the man who the man
Who the man who the man who the man
Who the man who the man who the man
Who the man who the man who the man who the man who the man
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Richard Knight II
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