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no wrongs - q boy chuck lyrics

intro: q boy chuck
shout out to ultra man!
baby girl tell me something!
baby girl tell me what??

verse 1: q boy chuck
eyy
post in the cut man i’m up like a birdie on dirty still stuck in my ways eyy
they told me i ran outta luck, told her to pay up she tossed me a buck wait
i came for glory that’s all my niggas like jordan you know how we ball yeah
shoot out the problem be solved money and women i can’t get involved eyy
i just be stacking my money the honeys is runny the bs ain’t funny eyy
i just been moving improving and grooving and proving this beat got the juice eyy
i just be rolling and calling your hoe when she show up my buckle is loose eyy
i just be rolling that purple that green sip that dirty swear i cannot choose eyy

hook : q boy chuck
i just be showing up perfectly timed everyday swear i can’t do no wrong eyy
i just be looking so lit everyday in my nike’s i can’t do no wrongs eyy
i just be showing up perfectly timed everyday swear i can’t do no wrong eyy
i just be looking so lit everyday in my nike’s i can’t do no wrongs eyy

verse 2: q boy chuck
swear i can’t do no wrong eyy
put my -ss on the throne
nigga stay gee i can’t fuck with no clones
your b-tch stay bold she on that amber rose
kick it with niggas on that danny rose
i can stay pimping and fuck hella hoes
family functions we talking in code
play with that paper and watch that shit grow
i’ll be like rivers you know my shit flow hella water i’m shining man i gotta glow
i gotta go fuck a bad b-tch today
on the job never resting ain’t no time to play
eating that pussy its like a buffet shabba ranks in the morning it’s my time to slay
niggas keep snoring who sleeping on me
gang over b-tches man what it’s gon’ be eyy

bridge : q boy chuck
swear i can’t do no wrong
nah
eyy
i can’t fuck with no clones
nah
eyy got my plug on the phone
yeah
eyy
skirt! skirt!

verse 3 : young grixxly
(aye, look. shout out to ultra man)
one time for the day ones
two time for the bad b-tch doing threesomes with her best friends
beat the pussy like a snare drum
talking verses call me rev run
fuck up some commas the b-tch come
fuck up some commas the b-tch come
do some shit for some income
aye!
sippin sippin yeah i od
twisting blunts with some og’s
sunday drive that’s the old me
real shii..
i just be rolling and rolling and rolling again
my nigga told me to hit it and hit it and hit it and hit it again!
aye!

- q boy chuck lyrics

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