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WudaCris Video (MV)




Performed By: Wuda Supreme
Language: English
Length: 2:00
Written by: Dakest Jackson




Wuda Supreme - WudaCris Lyrics
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Shout Out My Ken Folks
Shot Out My Windows
Damn
Highspeeds in rentals
The tint on Limo
Damn
You get the Memo
You f*cking Bimbos
Damn
What he get kilt For
He know to much Info
He go spill the Beans
He go drop the Pintos
That's why we got them Beams
And them glock Extendos
And we aint playing no Games
This is not Nintendo
When we catch Him we go kill Him
Put that on my Big Bro
Damn
Don't talk to Piggys
Don't talk in Pillows
Nah
Talk to this 50
Bitch that Five Zero
Aye
I Just Put 50 in my Four Nickel
That Motherf*cker need a Whistle
Dat bitch so Official
I send dem boys to come and get You
They go come and get You
You can Run but you cant Hide
Cause they coming with You
Aint coming to the Club
I cant come with my Pistol
I got my gun I hit You
Yo loved ones gonna miss You
No Rap Beef
Im ina Streets
Aint got time to Diss You
You put yo mans ina barber Seat
He getting Lined up Witchu
You owe me
Im on yo ass
You aint have to remind me did You
I like you bitch you gotta ass
You aint gone decline me is You
My Lil Niggas ready to use they new Guns
Trynna find a Issue
Them FN 5.7s
Goin Through his Whip
They like Dammnn
Them boys got FNs
They to equipped
Nigga and we got them Gen 4s
We too Legit
Knock out yo Noodles Bitch
Split yo Medulla
In my Madusa Fit
Versace Supa Lit
My nigga you new to This
My nigga im true to This
Im going Ludacris
Bitch call me WudaCris
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Shout Out My Ken Folks
Shot Out My Windows
Damn
Highspeeds in rentals
The tint on Limo
Damn
You get the Memo
You f*cking Bimbos
Damn
What he get kilt For
He know to much Info
He go spill the Beans
He go drop the Pintos
That's why we got them Beams
And them glock Extendos
And we aint playing no Games
This is not Nintendo
When we catch Him we go kill Him
Put that on my Big Bro
Damn
Don't talk to Piggys
Don't talk in Pillows
Nah
Talk to this 50
Bitch that Five Zero
Aye
I Just Put 50 in my Four Nickel
That Motherf*cker need a Whistle
Dat bitch so Official
I send dem boys to come and get You
They go come and get You
You can Run but you cant Hide
Cause they coming with You
Aint coming to the Club
I cant come with my Pistol
I got my gun I hit You
Yo loved ones gonna miss You
No Rap Beef
Im ina Streets
Aint got time to Diss You
You put yo mans ina barber Seat
He getting Lined up Witchu
You owe me
Im on yo ass
You aint have to remind me did You
I like you bitch you gotta ass
You aint gone decline me is You
My Lil Niggas ready to use they new Guns
Trynna find a Issue
Them FN 5.7s
Goin Through his Whip
They like Dammnn
Them boys got FNs
They to equipped
Nigga and we got them Gen 4s
We too Legit
Knock out yo Noodles Bitch
Split yo Medulla
In my Madusa Fit
Versace Supa Lit
My nigga you new to This
My nigga im true to This
Im going Ludacris
Bitch call me WudaCris
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Writer: Dakest Jackson
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