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BlackExcellence - Wish he Would (feat. Dtheflyest & ROMII) Lyrics



BlackExcellence - Wish he Would (feat. Dtheflyest & ROMII) Lyrics




Money keep coming, I'm fiendin' for it
Pussy so good bought her three Dior's
But I ain't never gon' leave the North We still outside ripping foreigns
Hate the blogs, don't do the forms I'm the flyest, don't do the noise
Caught a case, he turn the front
He told everything that we on
Keep my foot on his neck Feel my brother, that's it
Had us out, don't you scam Just know that we gettin' it in

Shawty ashamed, I f*cked on her face I put it in her mouth, now lick it up
Oh, she gotta lick it up hit from the back, I piped it up
She came with her friends, I brought all my friends I took off the roof, insane
I talk to myself, don't fail
I stay in the trap all day
AJ, my n***a be smokin' that juice, No bro we ain't cool
Run up on me, I messed up your face Nah, I wish he would
Shawty too bad, she got a lil' ass we hopped in the coupe then zoom
Engine cry loud, like, vroom
Sweeping the streets with a broom
N***a they mad, we flexin' too hard I'm feelin' too high like woo
We the flyest in the room
We flex like the summer in June

Money keep coming, I'm fiendin' for it
Pussy so good bought her three Dior's
But I ain't never gon' leave the North We still outside ripping foreigns
Hate the blogs, don't do the forms I'm the flyest, don't do the noise
Caught a case, he turn the front
He told everything that we on
Keep my foot on his neck Feel my brother, that's it
Had us out, don't you scam Just know that we gettin' it in

Drip like we at the Megala in France Countin' all day, but you know what the plan is
Movin' ahead, gave that hoe an advance My foot on they neck, I ain't givin' no chance
So much bread, gotta toast to it
Talk less and do the most to it
I ain't make it, but I'm close to it Might as touch, I got the gold brewing
I will never sell my soul, n***a But you know that shit ain't got no price tag
Taliban, I spend a life baggin' You know the opps pray my gun jam
Tell them get gone Only really my team, I can bet on
I be ballin' all day like I'm LeBron Type game, I jilla like Mason
Game on, n***a, game on
No one banging' my set, cause the set off
Got the money like I, cause it real long I'd rather die than to give up, than to give up

Money keep coming,
I'm fiendin' for it
Pussy so good bought her three Dior's
But I ain't never gon' leave the North We still outside ripping foreigns
Hate the blogs, don't do the norms
I'm the flyest, don't do the noise
Caught a case, he turn the front
He told everything that we on
Keep my foot on his neck Feel my brother, that's it
Had us out, don't you scam Just know that we gettin' it in
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Money keep coming, I'm fiendin' for it
Pussy so good bought her three Dior's
But I ain't never gon' leave the North We still outside ripping foreigns
Hate the blogs, don't do the forms I'm the flyest, don't do the noise
Caught a case, he turn the front
He told everything that we on
Keep my foot on his neck Feel my brother, that's it
Had us out, don't you scam Just know that we gettin' it in

Shawty ashamed, I f*cked on her face I put it in her mouth, now lick it up
Oh, she gotta lick it up hit from the back, I piped it up
She came with her friends, I brought all my friends I took off the roof, insane
I talk to myself, don't fail
I stay in the trap all day
AJ, my n***a be smokin' that juice, No bro we ain't cool
Run up on me, I messed up your face Nah, I wish he would
Shawty too bad, she got a lil' ass we hopped in the coupe then zoom
Engine cry loud, like, vroom
Sweeping the streets with a broom
N***a they mad, we flexin' too hard I'm feelin' too high like woo
We the flyest in the room
We flex like the summer in June

Money keep coming, I'm fiendin' for it
Pussy so good bought her three Dior's
But I ain't never gon' leave the North We still outside ripping foreigns
Hate the blogs, don't do the forms I'm the flyest, don't do the noise
Caught a case, he turn the front
He told everything that we on
Keep my foot on his neck Feel my brother, that's it
Had us out, don't you scam Just know that we gettin' it in

Drip like we at the Megala in France Countin' all day, but you know what the plan is
Movin' ahead, gave that hoe an advance My foot on they neck, I ain't givin' no chance
So much bread, gotta toast to it
Talk less and do the most to it
I ain't make it, but I'm close to it Might as touch, I got the gold brewing
I will never sell my soul, n***a But you know that shit ain't got no price tag
Taliban, I spend a life baggin' You know the opps pray my gun jam
Tell them get gone Only really my team, I can bet on
I be ballin' all day like I'm LeBron Type game, I jilla like Mason
Game on, n***a, game on
No one banging' my set, cause the set off
Got the money like I, cause it real long I'd rather die than to give up, than to give up

Money keep coming,
I'm fiendin' for it
Pussy so good bought her three Dior's
But I ain't never gon' leave the North We still outside ripping foreigns
Hate the blogs, don't do the norms
I'm the flyest, don't do the noise
Caught a case, he turn the front
He told everything that we on
Keep my foot on his neck Feel my brother, that's it
Had us out, don't you scam Just know that we gettin' it in
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Writer: Dalen Rosa, Yanga Lawana, Genesis Arikoro
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Performed By: BlackExcellence
Language: English
Length: 2:38
Written by: Dalen Rosa, Yanga Lawana, Genesis Arikoro
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