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where we at - liquez lyrics

intro:
(jack)
(this one’s cold)
(mun*roe!)

hook: liquez
know we really got the wap
we ain’t really doing this for rap
we still pulling up on opps and we go shoot them if they lack (skrrt bow!)
we ain’t bothered bout no opps cos all they give us is f*cking chat
just like 50 get this strap i put a body on this wap cl*t clat when we rise up we know we hit that you dig dat stop fronting like your really with that you get whacked everything we rapped about we live that it’s all facts big guns big racks on the hill where we at

verse 2: ld
big waps big racks (ayyy!)
all the boy do is just chat (mmmh)
we the ones drilling off flats (mmmh)
o18 is just been a mazza lost twenty skengs cos we really on wass (really though)
and we still f*ck their girlfriends and their sisters and dats facts (arrgh) (look)
ap’s rolling skengs on brodie plus dats a ten bout pokies (yeah! yeah!)
dats anytime we step in the party sbi (stop begging it) you don’t know me (stop it)
ld still pull up on wass talk on my name any day i get smokey (bow!)
and bro does it for me cos i do it for bro anytime that he phones me (yeah!)
gear bike with a mash on my lonely (gear up)

verse 3: sj
wickedest team in the south (wicked)
bare man been on chattings sqw*lly done wet my man in his mouth (normal) (normal)
make him swim like clouds scream and shout weigh more than an ‘ouch’ (sh*t)
deres smoke and dough on a badman’s pouch if lit any comes out (its lit)
man a get hit off da fence twelve make a face look like choc chip m*ffin (boom bow!)
yeah different to them like pounds and pence literally ‘mice and men’ (same)
dem link up with like a thousand friends we’re affiliated with three endz (same)
and everyone strikes no ones at the bench the 67 life’s intense (gang) (gang) (gang)
hook: liquez
know we really got the wap
we ain’t really doing this for rap
we still pulling up on opps and we go shoot them if they lack (skrrt bow!)
we ain’t bothered bout no opps cos all they give us is f*cking chat
just like 50 get this strap i put a body on this wap cl*t clat when we rise up we know we hit that you dig dat stop fronting like your really with that you get whacked everything we rapped about we live that it’s all facts big guns big racks on the hill where we at (where at) (where we at) (where we at)

verse 4: monkey
step round with my osgs (os) (os)
if it’s me, m, rose, and scribz you won’t leave this scene (a team) (a team) this whip can never get spun if that man’s back to introduction b (nah) (nah) kettles and techs i ain’t tryna get bagged it’s so lonely (f*ck dat) (f*ck dat) (f*ck dat) (f*ck dat)
yeah lost some waps (lost some waps) i had to get some more (i had to get some more)
how dere man there come on tracks and then diss but the man look poor (the man look poor)
the least got a bussed down all the more (all the more) spinners and dotties wapped up we know we’re ready for more

verse 5: dimzy
aighhh!
woke up feeling kind of moody (moody)
i need a hundred racks and times with brand new waps, and clips movies (waps)
thursday night doin the city with the thick and pretty dressed in gucci (peng)
no lacking i still got my bl!cky draw me out i’ll leave your outfit out like smoothie (splash!) (splash)
told my daughter and the latest drip fly little princess dripping in gucci (fly) (fly)
now peng tings telling me that there are broody (broody) i don’t wanna know little hoe right now i’m just smokin cali with snoopy (ssssuuu) bare gun shots be flying when the sixties dem are angry and moody (bow!)
smoke cali so i don’t get moody (this wap come fruity)

hook: liquez
know we really got the wap
we ain’t really doing this for rap
we still pulling up on opps and we go shoot them if they lack (skrrt bow!)
we ain’t bothered bout no opps cos all they give us is f*cking chat
just like 50 get this strap i put a body on this wap cl*t clat when we rise up we know we hit that you dig dat stop fronting like your really with that you get whacked everything we rapped about we live that it’s all facts big guns big racks on the hill where we at (where we at) (where we at)

- liquez lyrics

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