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Wawa Video (MV)




Performed By: Kelv
Length: 1:57
Written by: Jarred Sharpe
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Kelv - Wawa Lyrics




Slide up on yo bitch like wawa
She ain't pregnant but she call me papa
Ask me if I'm stayin I say hell nah
Runnin for the bag like a robber

Slide up on yo bitch like wawa
She ain't pregnant but she call me papa
Ask me if I'm stayin I say hell nah
Runnin for the bag like a robber

Grindin yo bitch yeah we grindin your bitch
When I pull up I'm smokin the stick
Hittin the back while I'm takin a pic
My dick the bomb it ain't very slick
Pull up with your mom we bumping my shit
Had to grab a bic cuz I'm lightin the shit
Lightin the stick cuz I cannot quit
Feelin her kidney she had a tight fit
Shoveling shit yeah I'm stuck in a pit
Bust on her clit while I'm rubbing her tit
Don't give a f*ck yeah I don't give a shit
She give me suck in the back of my truck
Pull up to the club so we had to get buck
She had a nice but so I run her up
I'm a nice guy can't you tell
If you don't think so burn in hell
Had to fill her up like we at a shell
Outside the box I'm ringin the bell
Got no drugs there's nothing to sell
Had no future I had to propel
Trappin trappin we trappin the motel
Runnin the game now we excel
Now the good smokes all we exhale
Hop off the dick she say all hail

Slide up on yo bitch like wawa
She ain't pregnant but she call me papa
Ask me if I'm stayin I say hell nah
Runnin for the bag like a robber

Slide up on yo bitch like wawa
She ain't pregnant but she call me papa
Ask me if I'm stayin I say hell nah
Runnin for the bag like a robber
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Slide up on yo bitch like wawa
She ain't pregnant but she call me papa
Ask me if I'm stayin I say hell nah
Runnin for the bag like a robber

Slide up on yo bitch like wawa
She ain't pregnant but she call me papa
Ask me if I'm stayin I say hell nah
Runnin for the bag like a robber

Grindin yo bitch yeah we grindin your bitch
When I pull up I'm smokin the stick
Hittin the back while I'm takin a pic
My dick the bomb it ain't very slick
Pull up with your mom we bumping my shit
Had to grab a bic cuz I'm lightin the shit
Lightin the stick cuz I cannot quit
Feelin her kidney she had a tight fit
Shoveling shit yeah I'm stuck in a pit
Bust on her clit while I'm rubbing her tit
Don't give a f*ck yeah I don't give a shit
She give me suck in the back of my truck
Pull up to the club so we had to get buck
She had a nice but so I run her up
I'm a nice guy can't you tell
If you don't think so burn in hell
Had to fill her up like we at a shell
Outside the box I'm ringin the bell
Got no drugs there's nothing to sell
Had no future I had to propel
Trappin trappin we trappin the motel
Runnin the game now we excel
Now the good smokes all we exhale
Hop off the dick she say all hail

Slide up on yo bitch like wawa
She ain't pregnant but she call me papa
Ask me if I'm stayin I say hell nah
Runnin for the bag like a robber

Slide up on yo bitch like wawa
She ain't pregnant but she call me papa
Ask me if I'm stayin I say hell nah
Runnin for the bag like a robber
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Writer: Jarred Sharpe
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