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718-mad-wiz - madwiz lyrics

you can’t believe it’s not b*tter but it’s better than the bible
th*rn berry sh*t, i maps out the jungle like nigel
smashing, wza keep the love everlasting
spell casting, sh*ll smashing
y’all crab, n*ggas, scuttling around, wanna double down on y’all f*ck sh*t like y’all trouble now
tough boy never not tough no more
so if you can’t feel this then you n*ggas touch no more
so f*ck em all if they can’t hang
it be the same old song, but these b*tch n*ggas can’t sang
this sh*t is getting me tight
i be talking to god, so everything should be iight right?
i beat that ass quick, and left the buns raw
thought you was stone cold; so what you stunned for
shut the f*ck up because your girl gets hit
for a quick spliff and some rib tips
this is the wiz b*tch

i know that common used to love her but i taught y’all how to touch her
i know s*x sells, but i ain’t the customer
25 racks guarantees that i f*ck ya
but here’s a discount, i heard you like your n*ggas gutta, b*tta
madwiz are and the club are in this b*tch like, sergio mendez and brazil 66
when i’m on myrtle ave then i might just catch you
in ya benz coupe ordering the house special, yes
i stick my foot into the crevice of the good lord
manifesting b*tches in my dm cause i’m bored
and you can’t get no clout
i’ll put a rubber on a shovel cause i’m diggin you out, yo
but honestly i gotta got you when i have time
these motherf*ckin n*ggas blowin’ up my other line
y’all know brandon get drunk and think he scarface
he up at def jam now tryna catch a case
madwizard is an evildoer
the type of n*gga that’ll take ya b*tch home just to read to her
and she love to hear those stories cuz i make it last
gat concealed like a 40 in a paper bag
& by the morning if you still on my kn*b
f*ck around and i strike back like jay and silent bob
i grabs on the nina, and heat n*ggas up like crabs in the steamer
bang bang boogie, up jump
babygirl what kinda pumps you want
let’s go blunt for blunt, den humpty hump
you can’t be mad because your girl gave neck
to me pat sajak, and alex trebek, 7
bossa nova, i’m never crossing over
so y’all lucky like n*ggas with four four leaf clovers
that’s pete maravich on the celtics, you dummy
or scalabrine, shining from the three to make you gal see me
n*ggas said i sound like nas too much
now i don’t take out my fronts before i light up the blunt, punk
facts n*gga, i smack you wack n*ggas
and if you take my b*tch i bet she bring yo mama back with her

- madwiz lyrics

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