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YoWayne - Wrong Planet Lyrics



YoWayne - Wrong Planet Lyrics




Got damn it
I landed
On the wrong planet

Stupid earth
I was 'spose to be on Jupiter
Lose my shirt
Like Ronaldo when I flew to Turks
Grew some herb
Out a bottle in my humider
I meant humidor
I went to a whore's party in my new accord
And met two or more shawties that will soon divorce
So I zoom like Porsche sorry I ran through the door
Like a track meet
Damn my flat feet
Now these hoes done catched me
I mean caught me
Rubbing on my hard meat
Like they tryna get three wishes from a genie
My weenie always rocks a beanie
After we got done they no longer need me
At least I tried to run man you even seen me
Why you ain't try help over there just watching
You so creepy you give me heebie geebies

Listening to Bee Gees it's on a weekly repeat
Listening to Bee Gees it's on a weekly repeat
Listening to I'm kidding making sure you still with me
I'm the voice like Whitney
I speak the truth real shifty
I've been working on my handles for the big leagues
So your ankles will dismantle very quickly
Light the J up with a candle smoking fig leaves
I'm conversing with the panel 'bout to get cheese

I ain't lactose intolerant
I'm just that close to bringing all them dollars in
Chains no shackles they glisten from Ben Baller's bin
They say I'm the bomb but I never been Laden's friend
So just remain calm I know the road's been tiring
Let me sing my song that's oh just so inspiring
And then feed my dog
No Snoop there's no weed involved
Gave em beans and hog
All your limbs he'll eat it off
You can't sleep that off
So hope we no meet at all
Like cheese pizza dog
I hold platinum visa card
With the Amex big credit big pay checks
I'm the apex game wrapped like its latex
I'm why they vexed mad at what I say next

YoWayne what you 'bout to say
I'm the best
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Got damn it
I landed
On the wrong planet

Stupid earth
I was 'spose to be on Jupiter
Lose my shirt
Like Ronaldo when I flew to Turks
Grew some herb
Out a bottle in my humider
I meant humidor
I went to a whore's party in my new accord
And met two or more shawties that will soon divorce
So I zoom like Porsche sorry I ran through the door
Like a track meet
Damn my flat feet
Now these hoes done catched me
I mean caught me
Rubbing on my hard meat
Like they tryna get three wishes from a genie
My weenie always rocks a beanie
After we got done they no longer need me
At least I tried to run man you even seen me
Why you ain't try help over there just watching
You so creepy you give me heebie geebies

Listening to Bee Gees it's on a weekly repeat
Listening to Bee Gees it's on a weekly repeat
Listening to I'm kidding making sure you still with me
I'm the voice like Whitney
I speak the truth real shifty
I've been working on my handles for the big leagues
So your ankles will dismantle very quickly
Light the J up with a candle smoking fig leaves
I'm conversing with the panel 'bout to get cheese

I ain't lactose intolerant
I'm just that close to bringing all them dollars in
Chains no shackles they glisten from Ben Baller's bin
They say I'm the bomb but I never been Laden's friend
So just remain calm I know the road's been tiring
Let me sing my song that's oh just so inspiring
And then feed my dog
No Snoop there's no weed involved
Gave em beans and hog
All your limbs he'll eat it off
You can't sleep that off
So hope we no meet at all
Like cheese pizza dog
I hold platinum visa card
With the Amex big credit big pay checks
I'm the apex game wrapped like its latex
I'm why they vexed mad at what I say next

YoWayne what you 'bout to say
I'm the best
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Writer: Joseph Reid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: YoWayne
Language: English
Length: 2:08
Written by: Joseph Reid

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