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Wonder (feat. Young Flak) Video (MV)




Performed By: Lucky Vegaz
Language: English
Length: 3:22
Written by: Jose Ramos, Pierce Bryant




Lucky Vegaz - Wonder (feat. Young Flak) Lyrics




I know you wonder, I know you wonder
Where all this bread come from, I know you wonder
Do he really keep a gun, I know you wonder
Will he fight or will he run, I know you wonder
(Uhhhh) I know you wonder, I know you wonder
Is he really with the shit, I know you wonder
Would he really take my bitch, I know you wonder
Is he blood is he crip, I know you wonder

I know you wanna be me I can tell by the look on your face
Use to be my man's one hundred grand now I'm sensing the hate
As if you can relate all I'm eating is cake
Seventy two hours straight I ain't slept in four days
Rolling alot swollen with gwaup talk like a boss I know that ya not
Ya baby mom I know she a thot all in my face she wanna be on top
I know she wanna f*ck me I can tell by the look in yo eyes
Her favorite line she ain't got a man but I know that's a lie
You ain't gotta decide I'm jus here for the night
F*ck you good like I'm suppose to rearranging ya spine
Send you home with a wet crack you can bet that I'm the best at
Eat that puss and that boot at the same time you can't forget that
I know you wonder you should not stress that
I'm married to this money baby just get a cash app
Is he blood is he crip is he this is he that
I'm at the table with the higher ups I can't disclose facts

I know you wonder, I know you wonder
Where all this bread come from, I know you wonder
Do he really keep a gun, I know you wonder
Will he fight or will he run, I know you wonder
(Uhhhh) I know you wonder, I know you wonder
Is he really with the shit, I know you wonder
Would he really take my bitch, I know you wonder
Is he blood is he crip, I know you wonder

Funny how these real niggas always turning oops
If I catch a nigga slipping I'ma peel his top
F*ck a friend I keep a shooter we don't talk alot
Bitch I use to count a little change and now I'm counting gwaup
Stack stack stacking on my grind you know
I do this shit stolen forty on my hip I keep a loaded clip
On my grind bitch you know I really do this shit stolen forty on the hip
I keep a loaded clip (Gang gang gang) real shit
I don't play pull it out let it spray
Always seem that it's luck to the bing you lay
I'm always mobbing with the gang oh you heard that we bang
Say you seen it all before well this here ain't the same
I'm steady pitching all night I got green got white car filled up with work
I been eating red lights, what you know about a lick play tag
And you it wanna rob through the spot make a move and get hit

I know you wonder, I know you wonder
Where all this bread come from
I know you wonder, do he really keep a gun
I know you wonder, will he fight or will he run
I know you wonder (Uhhhh) I know you wonder
I know you wonder, is he really with the shit
I know you wonder, would he really take my bitch
I know you wonder, is he blood is he crip, I know you wonder
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English

I know you wonder, I know you wonder
Where all this bread come from, I know you wonder
Do he really keep a gun, I know you wonder
Will he fight or will he run, I know you wonder
(Uhhhh) I know you wonder, I know you wonder
Is he really with the shit, I know you wonder
Would he really take my bitch, I know you wonder
Is he blood is he crip, I know you wonder

I know you wanna be me I can tell by the look on your face
Use to be my man's one hundred grand now I'm sensing the hate
As if you can relate all I'm eating is cake
Seventy two hours straight I ain't slept in four days
Rolling alot swollen with gwaup talk like a boss I know that ya not
Ya baby mom I know she a thot all in my face she wanna be on top
I know she wanna f*ck me I can tell by the look in yo eyes
Her favorite line she ain't got a man but I know that's a lie
You ain't gotta decide I'm jus here for the night
F*ck you good like I'm suppose to rearranging ya spine
Send you home with a wet crack you can bet that I'm the best at
Eat that puss and that boot at the same time you can't forget that
I know you wonder you should not stress that
I'm married to this money baby just get a cash app
Is he blood is he crip is he this is he that
I'm at the table with the higher ups I can't disclose facts

I know you wonder, I know you wonder
Where all this bread come from, I know you wonder
Do he really keep a gun, I know you wonder
Will he fight or will he run, I know you wonder
(Uhhhh) I know you wonder, I know you wonder
Is he really with the shit, I know you wonder
Would he really take my bitch, I know you wonder
Is he blood is he crip, I know you wonder

Funny how these real niggas always turning oops
If I catch a nigga slipping I'ma peel his top
F*ck a friend I keep a shooter we don't talk alot
Bitch I use to count a little change and now I'm counting gwaup
Stack stack stacking on my grind you know
I do this shit stolen forty on my hip I keep a loaded clip
On my grind bitch you know I really do this shit stolen forty on the hip
I keep a loaded clip (Gang gang gang) real shit
I don't play pull it out let it spray
Always seem that it's luck to the bing you lay
I'm always mobbing with the gang oh you heard that we bang
Say you seen it all before well this here ain't the same
I'm steady pitching all night I got green got white car filled up with work
I been eating red lights, what you know about a lick play tag
And you it wanna rob through the spot make a move and get hit

I know you wonder, I know you wonder
Where all this bread come from
I know you wonder, do he really keep a gun
I know you wonder, will he fight or will he run
I know you wonder (Uhhhh) I know you wonder
I know you wonder, is he really with the shit
I know you wonder, would he really take my bitch
I know you wonder, is he blood is he crip, I know you wonder
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Writer: Jose Ramos, Pierce Bryant
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