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Insytful - WiLLy Wonka Lyrics



Insytful - WiLLy Wonka Lyrics




Cool water cologne--now u in love
Drunk as hell ready to f*ck-n-shove
Talkin mad shit bout get the hell on
I'm tryin to hustle and get my mail on
Muffle the wiretaps and blaze the room
As I turn it up and the subs go boom
Boom-like training day-I'll be denzel
But I aint dyin in the end--like oh hell
See I want dough in the floor like roger
A rookie cop caught with dope in his locker
No traces back to the source-just plain guilty
Street kings baby-straight monster-livin filthy
Cuban rolled philly-u can get a box for a few
G'z-or send me some keys-and the deals through
Blue red black khaki and green-the colors of feria
Fat pockets nigga-yea I'm a carrier...

Call me willy wonka-the sweet candy talka
Cock a glocc back stop a cock blocka proper
No imagination-just real life in the raw
Tell me I'm fake-hell no-aww naw...
Call me willy wonka-the sweet candy talka
Cock a glocc back stop a cock blocka proper
No imagination-just real life in the raw
Tell me I'm fake-hell no-aww naw...

All my ladies-lay back and roll that sack
All my homies-throw it up and bang the track
Burning your lips with no condensation
Dow to the last roach-its more than my imagination
Facin disgruntled customers and angry bosses
Its gonna take a lot more than rosary crosses
To keep me from a early grave-so I'll be brave
Say hello to my lil friend as I cap a slave
In Jerusalem-five thousand years comin back
As I put it to a domes lights and turn it black
Shippin myself back to the states free to sell
Commission and all in my pocket-f*ck bail
Rally the troops and I'm down to fight for mine
Straight to the UN I'ma make pale faces shine
With a burgundy tint-I love the smell that lingers
Head of a cartel-and aint missin no fingers

Call me willy wonka-the sweet candy talka
Cock a glocc back stop a cock blocka proper
No imagination-just real life in the raw
Tell me I'm fake-hell no-aww naw...
Call me willy wonka-the sweet candy talka
Cock a glocc back stop a cock blocka proper
No imagination-just real life in the raw
Tell me I'm fake-hell no-aww naw...
Call me willy wonka-the sweet candy talka
Cock a glocc back stop a cock blocka proper
No imagination-just real life in the raw
Tell me I'm fake-hell no-aww naw...
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Cool water cologne--now u in love
Drunk as hell ready to f*ck-n-shove
Talkin mad shit bout get the hell on
I'm tryin to hustle and get my mail on
Muffle the wiretaps and blaze the room
As I turn it up and the subs go boom
Boom-like training day-I'll be denzel
But I aint dyin in the end--like oh hell
See I want dough in the floor like roger
A rookie cop caught with dope in his locker
No traces back to the source-just plain guilty
Street kings baby-straight monster-livin filthy
Cuban rolled philly-u can get a box for a few
G'z-or send me some keys-and the deals through
Blue red black khaki and green-the colors of feria
Fat pockets nigga-yea I'm a carrier...

Call me willy wonka-the sweet candy talka
Cock a glocc back stop a cock blocka proper
No imagination-just real life in the raw
Tell me I'm fake-hell no-aww naw...
Call me willy wonka-the sweet candy talka
Cock a glocc back stop a cock blocka proper
No imagination-just real life in the raw
Tell me I'm fake-hell no-aww naw...

All my ladies-lay back and roll that sack
All my homies-throw it up and bang the track
Burning your lips with no condensation
Dow to the last roach-its more than my imagination
Facin disgruntled customers and angry bosses
Its gonna take a lot more than rosary crosses
To keep me from a early grave-so I'll be brave
Say hello to my lil friend as I cap a slave
In Jerusalem-five thousand years comin back
As I put it to a domes lights and turn it black
Shippin myself back to the states free to sell
Commission and all in my pocket-f*ck bail
Rally the troops and I'm down to fight for mine
Straight to the UN I'ma make pale faces shine
With a burgundy tint-I love the smell that lingers
Head of a cartel-and aint missin no fingers

Call me willy wonka-the sweet candy talka
Cock a glocc back stop a cock blocka proper
No imagination-just real life in the raw
Tell me I'm fake-hell no-aww naw...
Call me willy wonka-the sweet candy talka
Cock a glocc back stop a cock blocka proper
No imagination-just real life in the raw
Tell me I'm fake-hell no-aww naw...
Call me willy wonka-the sweet candy talka
Cock a glocc back stop a cock blocka proper
No imagination-just real life in the raw
Tell me I'm fake-hell no-aww naw...
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Writer: Cristoval Juarez
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Language: English
Length: 3:05
Written by: Cristoval Juarez

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