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mr. 2 sticky - wizz havinn lyrics

[into]
n*gga, uh (uh, havinn, turn my savage on)
they say they want that old wizz back so i’ma give it to them (yeah)
(known to let that mac fly just like my n*gga doe, bah, yeah)

[verse]
uh, i’m on different timin’, turn my savage on (turn my savage on)
f*ck your b*tch and give her back, don’t break up happy homes (don’t break up happy homes)
uh, f*ck it, let me drive the boat, send the captain home (send the captain home)
uh, say it’s smoke, i get a load and put my smackers on (and put my smackers on)
uh, n*gga, walk off in the club with a ratchet on me (with a ratchet on me)
soon as i bumped into a plug, he put a package on me (he put a package on me)
she say, “wizz, i wanna let you f*ck but you be actin’ phony” (you be actin’ phony)
told that b*tch, “if i let you pull up, it better be macaroni” (it better be macaroni)
n*gga, please do not call me your brother, i am not your brodie (i am not your brodie)
i am not your motherf*ckin’ twin, you don’t even know me (you don’t know me, n*gga)
cash out on a striker, switch the vin, slide in a stolie (slidin’ in a strike)
every time it came down to smoke, i was never chokin’ (i ain’t never choked)
it gon’ cost a fee to come around and get up in this motion (get up in this sh*t)
bust that sh*t for me, i’m tryna dive deep in your lil’ ocean (deep in your lil’ ocean)
in my cup, this ain’t no tea, sippin’ codeine, this that real potion (yeah, yeah)
super hop up out this v, dead fresh, i’m sl!cker than lotion (yeah, yeah)
diamonds hittin’, blind a b*tch in traffic, make ’em crash (f*ck)
don’t give no f*ck about the price, walk in that b*tch and clear the tab (clear that sh*t)
tryna count me out your ass, ain’t do the right f*ckin’ math (nah)
sh*t was hard, but it’s workin’ now, i guess i took the right f*ckin’ path (yeah, i f*ckin’ did)
i go stupid, n*gga, i make movies, n*gga (yeah)
chain hittin’ stupid (bling), n*gga, wrist hittin’ too (blaow)
pull through and drop the window, got your b*tch in the coupe (got your b*tch in here with me)
i ain’t new to this sh*t, boy, i been in the loop (n*gga, i been uppin’ this sh*t, n*gga)
[outro]
yeah, mr. 2 sticky, n*gga (i go stupid, n*gga, i make movies, n*gga)
f*ck n*gga (chain hittin’ stupid, n*gga, wrist hittin’ too)
sh*t too easy, n*gga (pull through and drop the window, got your b*tch in the coupe)
that sh*t too easy, man (i ain’t new to this sh*t, boy, i been in the loop)
uh, yeah (i go stupid, n*gga, i make movies, n*gga)
haha, hahaha (chain hittin’ stupid, n*gga, wrist hittin’ too)
f*ck, man, n*gga, uh (pull through and drop the window, got your b*tch in the coupe)
n*gga, uh, n*gga, uh (i ain’t new to this sh*t, boy, i been in the loop)
wop

- wizz havinn lyrics

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