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lirik lagu floor seats – aka wuzi

[intro]
okay
yuh
ay wuzi my man, what’s goin’ down?

[verse 1]
back to the bullsh*t, brodie
a matador with a full clip brodie
a minotaur with an axe and a ar and i got 15 for in the next bar
2010 kemba, i’m back at gampel
floor seats in storrs cause i’m breaking ya ankle
just beat the buzzer first half vs new hampshire
i’m too elite for a rookie, example (round one)
i came back to take what i’m owed
f*ck wuzi, blvckflip reload
dropped four tracks but i still got some old sh*t
just so you know that my mine/mind full of gold, b*tch
mouth full of gold like i ride with the mob
but i came with the tribe, they my pups, they my dawgs
spitting like sonic, not the hedgehog
but i pick rings out jostеns catalogue
i put my head tie on likе i’m rambo
steppin’ out the door in black camo
he might be flames to start but i’m finishing
the reason he hot cause i’m really the kindling
down down in an earlier round
the silencer will make you fall out, boy, there’s no sound
shine it up. i came for my crown, behold!
king wu the threshold
i’m a bold, n*gga
my mode, n*gga? a toad, n*gga
how i hopped up in this sh*t, i went in the commode, n*gga
just to show n*ggas i’m cold, n*gga, you know n*gga
it’s the kid wu
sike, it’s cheat code, n*gga
[verse 2]
2014, call me shabazz
double*double cincinnati at xl, ima spazz
one pick earlier, coulda been with the jazz
left wrist taped well, more rings than burrell with
jordan on that bull sh*t, brodie
i’m fly, my wings on red bull sh*t, brodie
the sky is clear but my landing gear too iced out
might slip on the airstrip, brodie
and slide to the bank with the money i’m h**rdin’
riding in the six*speed, transportin’
i’m ray allen, heating up, major
they say the streets cold like glacier
that’s why i
put snow tires on the lambo
stepping out b*tterfly doors cause my cash flow
is up
up, up, uppity
i had to step back to see who really f*ck with me
through my contacts, i’m a threat locally
i’m a threat vocally
i’m a threat how i come through late night and n0body will notice me
sober sniper, yeah, n0body want smoke with me
didn’t really care, then you went and spoke on me
you probably thought i would take it jokily
bit more than i chew
now woefully, i’m stabbed in the stomach while ya homie got a choke on me
left me leaking in courtyard like spilled drink on floor seats at the garden, brodie
i’m looking like a rockets jersey, james harden, brodie
no trophy for the city, just a headstone for me?
wait, that’s a thought that i really can’t fathom
but if it’s true, then i need it in platinum
dawg, if i take off from this planet at random
you should probably call me danny cause i’ll leave in the phantom
and they kept talking hectic ’til the homies surround ’em
on the concourse, task force, burial ground ’em
now he swimming in a lake, probably thought that we drowned ’em
and his son go in the house traumatized cause he found ’em
ahh!

- aka wuzi

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