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siphon energy - aqua raps lyrics

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(what!) (waa) (ya yo) (ya) (ya yo)
[?] (waa)

(you have to rejoice)

[chorus]
i got luck on my side like clover, bad b*tch wanna talk* (waa) bend over
i ain’t gon lie live life too sober, dumb ass n*gga get choked i’m homer
chain on my neck* gold ice december he wanna talk he fall like timber
they know where he went* but he went in that four seat, came out dismembered
sympathetic i ain’t showin’ no empathy, i got hoes that just be siphoning energy
hе gon’ talk* we gon’ turn into an enemy, stats and monеy i’ma stack it infinity
never smoke but i be mixing these remedys, tryna beat me* what the h*ll are you kidding me
walk around i’m super evil i’m villiany, guess they done heard bout the squad
gassed up, walking in this b*tch masked up, i’ma freak, my girl can’t contain my sl*t (waaa)
walk in the club, i’ma grip her b*tt, one touch she gone come fast usain bolt
got grandmas tryna grip my coat* say i smell good, ion*ion really know no mo (waa)
but it felt good cuz i really know i’m him, i’m trim i don’t give no f*cks (i know that)
hoes wanna call my phone that’s up set up, but she wanna suck my bone rock margalla, and i gotta grip my chrome, bad b*tch call, hit my phone, i ain’t gone lie she gone hear that tone
made a couple bands yeah i did it on my own* b*tch ass n*ggas really tryna get me out of my zone, hop on the beat i can do it off the dome

[chorus]
i got luck on my side like clover, bad b*tch wanna talk* (waa) bend over
i ain’t gon lie live life too sober, dumb ass n*gga get choked i’m homer
chain on my neck* gold ice december he wanna talk he fall like timber
they know where he went* but he went in that four seat, came out dismembered
sympathetic i ain’t showin’ no empathy, i got hoes that just be siphoning energy
he gon’ talk* we gon’ turn into an enemy, stats and money i’ma stack it infinity
never smoke but i be mixing these remedys, tryna beat me* what the h*ll are you kidding me
walk around i’m super evil i’m villiany, guess they done heard bout the squad
[verse 1]
they all in my smoke want green like i’m shrek, shut they ass up when i come with the tec
i just need me some cash i don’t need it to flex i’ma block her lil ass cuz she sent me a text
don’t call this sh*t swag i’ma call it finesse, this is right off the mental like mama i’m blessed
i want checks, i hop right off of the porsche i want money, yall go for b*tches and br**sts
i’m at the point where i don’t even need to be basically speaking and talking on sh*t
i was surprised when i just be rapping on beats know how i walk on this b*tch
add me some snares, sound like a marching band out here walking and chopping they sticks
watch yo tone when yall speaking to me matter of fact that i’m p*ssed i’ma add me some kicks
melodies sound like batman movie i been in so long need some godd*mn coochie, add me some h*rns
now i walk into the room and i don’t feel looney, b*tch tryna take a shower at my crib like i’m not six yards but shoutout to bunii
hoe get wet like jacuzzi do, i overdose on the booty what the booty do, i take his eyes out his head like a looney tune
if he got problems with the team then he got the crew you better watch out, new jays stop down on face, wipe that up can’t leave no trace and his brain sprawled down on the floor okay b*tch i’m the best they’re no debate

[chorus]
yuh! sympathetic i ain’t showin’ no empathy, i got hoes that just be siphoning energy
he gon’ talk* we gon’ turn into an enemy, stats and money i’ma stack it infinity
never smoke but i be mixing these remedys, tryna beat me* what the h*ll are you kidding me
walk around i’m super evil i’m villiany, guess they done heard bout the squad
they all in my smoke want green like i’m shrek, shut they ass up when i come with the tec
i just need me some cash i don’t need it to flex i’ma block her lil ass cuz she sent me a text
don’t call this sh*t swag i’ma call it finesse, this is right off the mental like mama i’m blessed
i want checks, i hop right off of the porsche i want money, yall go for b*tches and br**sts (yuh)

(waa) (ya yo) (ya) (ya yo) (what) (waa) (ya yo) (ya) (ya yo) (what)

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