Uh Huh
Check it out
Lemme See
Yeah
Ugh
Huh
Huh
Dirty South
Where ya at
North Philly
Where ya at
Uptown
Where ya at
Skinny Minis
Where ya at
I
Can
Not
Stop
Blessed out the middle, Win
Sick, need that Ritalin
We hot
Where the ceiling fan
Be who I be, and then
Bleed, He deceiving them
I seen, where the people been
I'm mean, but a gentle friend
I sneeze, when I'm sick of them
Please
I can't sleep again
Been reading fiends, who peeping em
Creeping with they fleet again
They eating what we feeding em
Fiends
Scraping knees again
Bleed
For the streets and then
Plead
For ya people'nem
See
How the evil bring he
To the evil
Ha
Ha
HA
Ion got no sympathy, for y'all
Not at all
Big dog
Off the collar
Ripping jaws
In the yard
Going off
On ya, ugh
Get it, ugh
Just because
What is love
If i don't know ya, ugh
Keep it thug
From above
Get it right, soldier
Ugh
Show me love
Where my hug
Is it not kosher?, ugh
What The F*ck
The bigger the plates
The bigger the stakes
You know that its high
So what will it take
I been on a rise
My timing is great
Avoiding the vines
And crushing the grapes
You know that its mine
Cant make the mistake
I'm looping in time
Not losing my faith
I'm one of aa kind
I'm one of the greats
I'm one with the stars
I'm one with the lakes
No matter the cause
Y'know I'm a ape
Y'know that I ate
Y'know that I, Aye
One with the games
The one with complaints
You know what they saying
I been out my place
I been acting up
I been hadda taste
Of how this shit go
And how this shit ain't
Made for the ones
Who paving the way
I pray for my sons
I hope they okay
Outside of my ones
The numbers will take
I hop on the sun
We leaving you baked
Check out the sum
We breaking bank
Then breaking ya thumbs
So what could you take
Aa piece of the pie
Man what did you think
Man look in my eyes
I'll tell you today
That you in disguise
Been frontin' away
To you and your fans
You niggas is lame
You know what i'm on
Wont mention aa name
Stomping ya yard
I hope it's okay
One to ya broad
She doing it, aye
She giving me face, you wont be okay
Winner gets all
I'm taking the cake
I'm flipping ya off
Then whisking away
Been taking it all
And playing my fate
Was written before
I'm living the play
Fifthpower - WYA? (feat. Kahlil Blu) Lyrics
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English
Uh Huh
Check it out
Lemme See
Yeah
Ugh
Huh
Huh
Dirty South
Where ya at
North Philly
Where ya at
Uptown
Where ya at
Skinny Minis
Where ya at
I
Can
Not
Stop
Blessed out the middle, Win
Sick, need that Ritalin
We hot
Where the ceiling fan
Be who I be, and then
Bleed, He deceiving them
I seen, where the people been
I'm mean, but a gentle friend
I sneeze, when I'm sick of them
Please
I can't sleep again
Been reading fiends, who peeping em
Creeping with they fleet again
They eating what we feeding em
Fiends
Scraping knees again
Bleed
For the streets and then
Plead
For ya people'nem
See
How the evil bring he
To the evil
Ha
Ha
HA
Ion got no sympathy, for y'all
Not at all
Big dog
Off the collar
Ripping jaws
In the yard
Going off
On ya, ugh
Get it, ugh
Just because
What is love
If i don't know ya, ugh
Keep it thug
From above
Get it right, soldier
Ugh
Show me love
Where my hug
Is it not kosher?, ugh
What The F*ck
The bigger the plates
The bigger the stakes
You know that its high
So what will it take
I been on a rise
My timing is great
Avoiding the vines
And crushing the grapes
You know that its mine
Cant make the mistake
I'm looping in time
Not losing my faith
I'm one of aa kind
I'm one of the greats
I'm one with the stars
I'm one with the lakes
No matter the cause
Y'know I'm a ape
Y'know that I ate
Y'know that I, Aye
One with the games
The one with complaints
You know what they saying
I been out my place
I been acting up
I been hadda taste
Of how this shit go
And how this shit ain't
Made for the ones
Who paving the way
I pray for my sons
I hope they okay
Outside of my ones
The numbers will take
I hop on the sun
We leaving you baked
Check out the sum
We breaking bank
Then breaking ya thumbs
So what could you take
Aa piece of the pie
Man what did you think
Man look in my eyes
I'll tell you today
That you in disguise
Been frontin' away
To you and your fans
You niggas is lame
You know what i'm on
Wont mention aa name
Stomping ya yard
I hope it's okay
One to ya broad
She doing it, aye
She giving me face, you wont be okay
Winner gets all
I'm taking the cake
I'm flipping ya off
Then whisking away
Been taking it all
And playing my fate
Was written before
I'm living the play
Check it out
Lemme See
Yeah
Ugh
Huh
Huh
Dirty South
Where ya at
North Philly
Where ya at
Uptown
Where ya at
Skinny Minis
Where ya at
I
Can
Not
Stop
Blessed out the middle, Win
Sick, need that Ritalin
We hot
Where the ceiling fan
Be who I be, and then
Bleed, He deceiving them
I seen, where the people been
I'm mean, but a gentle friend
I sneeze, when I'm sick of them
Please
I can't sleep again
Been reading fiends, who peeping em
Creeping with they fleet again
They eating what we feeding em
Fiends
Scraping knees again
Bleed
For the streets and then
Plead
For ya people'nem
See
How the evil bring he
To the evil
Ha
Ha
HA
Ion got no sympathy, for y'all
Not at all
Big dog
Off the collar
Ripping jaws
In the yard
Going off
On ya, ugh
Get it, ugh
Just because
What is love
If i don't know ya, ugh
Keep it thug
From above
Get it right, soldier
Ugh
Show me love
Where my hug
Is it not kosher?, ugh
What The F*ck
The bigger the plates
The bigger the stakes
You know that its high
So what will it take
I been on a rise
My timing is great
Avoiding the vines
And crushing the grapes
You know that its mine
Cant make the mistake
I'm looping in time
Not losing my faith
I'm one of aa kind
I'm one of the greats
I'm one with the stars
I'm one with the lakes
No matter the cause
Y'know I'm a ape
Y'know that I ate
Y'know that I, Aye
One with the games
The one with complaints
You know what they saying
I been out my place
I been acting up
I been hadda taste
Of how this shit go
And how this shit ain't
Made for the ones
Who paving the way
I pray for my sons
I hope they okay
Outside of my ones
The numbers will take
I hop on the sun
We leaving you baked
Check out the sum
We breaking bank
Then breaking ya thumbs
So what could you take
Aa piece of the pie
Man what did you think
Man look in my eyes
I'll tell you today
That you in disguise
Been frontin' away
To you and your fans
You niggas is lame
You know what i'm on
Wont mention aa name
Stomping ya yard
I hope it's okay
One to ya broad
She doing it, aye
She giving me face, you wont be okay
Winner gets all
I'm taking the cake
I'm flipping ya off
Then whisking away
Been taking it all
And playing my fate
Was written before
I'm living the play
Writer: Chauncey Whipple
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid