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Wish It on Me Video (MV)




Performed By: Sybbyl
Length: 4:27
Written by: Tomas Rebelo




Sybbyl - Wish It on Me Lyrics




Wish it on me shorty looking good look at her body
Wish it on me shorty looking good look at her body

Wish it on me shorty looking good look at her body
Strapped up in the coop we tuck the 40
Models poppin bottles at the party
Aye!
Wish it on me shorty looking good look at her body
Strapped up in the coop we tuck the 40
Models poppin bottles at the party

Diverge ahead of time
Tell me whats on yo mind
Come on one at a time
You might just have to wait in line
It is my dinner time
Give me dessert to dine
What i have is really mine
Pulling through the steepest climb
I'm on a mission wont stop it until i get it
Submission if you regret it
Ambition i've always fed it
My prayers yeah god has read it
Smoke through time and neva sweat it
Don't doubt me cuz i will bet it
Wont switch on me wont forget it

Gotta take yo time you and i are one of a kind
I be riding blind she dont know how to skate
But she know how to grind
Feeling fine bullshit left behind
All this shit oh my
Wheres my mind
I think its in tequila summer sippin lime

I do it solo trappin the O tho bass keep it low hoe
What i say? wrist crisp like 2k dont think im ok
Bitch im swerving so hop the f*ck outta my lane
Yeah we play no games but we always high like we smoking these planes

Wish it on me shorty looking good look at her body
Wish it on me shorty looking good look at her body

Ohhh yo, yo alec where the beat go?
Shit man i don't know where'd it go?
Testing heloo oh i think his coming back, yuh

Aye
Wish it on me shorty looking good look at her body
Strapped up in the coop we tuck the 40
Models poppin bottles at the party
Wish it on me shorty looking good look at her body
Strapped up in the coop we tuck the 40
Models poppin bottles at the party

Ohh yeah no way yeah
Bring it back bring it back bring it back bring it back
Get this beat yeah it slap this beat yeah it slap
So did that bitch that i f*cked
Yeah she tweaking what was that

Yeah i might tho
Bitch don't ever say that i cant hoe
I might take yo bitch and then flip it yeah f*ck your plans yo
A saint with devilish ways hard to knock like santo
Wishing to meeting bobby talking right at taranto
Ill drink some fanta wishes from santa
She wanted a present for christmas i gave her my banana
Yeah she wanna ride her back like lamma
Turn the music up while the car turns to a sauna

Wish it on me shorty looking good look at her body
Strapped up in the coop we tuck the 40
Models poppin bottles at the party
Aye
Wish it on me shorty looking good look at her body
Strapped up in the coop we tuck the 40
Models poppin bottles at the party

Yeah oh yeah oh
Yeah oh yeah oh
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Wish it on me shorty looking good look at her body
Wish it on me shorty looking good look at her body

Wish it on me shorty looking good look at her body
Strapped up in the coop we tuck the 40
Models poppin bottles at the party
Aye!
Wish it on me shorty looking good look at her body
Strapped up in the coop we tuck the 40
Models poppin bottles at the party

Diverge ahead of time
Tell me whats on yo mind
Come on one at a time
You might just have to wait in line
It is my dinner time
Give me dessert to dine
What i have is really mine
Pulling through the steepest climb
I'm on a mission wont stop it until i get it
Submission if you regret it
Ambition i've always fed it
My prayers yeah god has read it
Smoke through time and neva sweat it
Don't doubt me cuz i will bet it
Wont switch on me wont forget it

Gotta take yo time you and i are one of a kind
I be riding blind she dont know how to skate
But she know how to grind
Feeling fine bullshit left behind
All this shit oh my
Wheres my mind
I think its in tequila summer sippin lime

I do it solo trappin the O tho bass keep it low hoe
What i say? wrist crisp like 2k dont think im ok
Bitch im swerving so hop the f*ck outta my lane
Yeah we play no games but we always high like we smoking these planes

Wish it on me shorty looking good look at her body
Wish it on me shorty looking good look at her body

Ohhh yo, yo alec where the beat go?
Shit man i don't know where'd it go?
Testing heloo oh i think his coming back, yuh

Aye
Wish it on me shorty looking good look at her body
Strapped up in the coop we tuck the 40
Models poppin bottles at the party
Wish it on me shorty looking good look at her body
Strapped up in the coop we tuck the 40
Models poppin bottles at the party

Ohh yeah no way yeah
Bring it back bring it back bring it back bring it back
Get this beat yeah it slap this beat yeah it slap
So did that bitch that i f*cked
Yeah she tweaking what was that

Yeah i might tho
Bitch don't ever say that i cant hoe
I might take yo bitch and then flip it yeah f*ck your plans yo
A saint with devilish ways hard to knock like santo
Wishing to meeting bobby talking right at taranto
Ill drink some fanta wishes from santa
She wanted a present for christmas i gave her my banana
Yeah she wanna ride her back like lamma
Turn the music up while the car turns to a sauna

Wish it on me shorty looking good look at her body
Strapped up in the coop we tuck the 40
Models poppin bottles at the party
Aye
Wish it on me shorty looking good look at her body
Strapped up in the coop we tuck the 40
Models poppin bottles at the party

Yeah oh yeah oh
Yeah oh yeah oh
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Writer: Tomas Rebelo
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