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3 verses - reginald wavy lyrics

(verse)
whoa
i hop in the german it’s manual
6 figs at least for the annual
did a tune up got me feelin mechanical
roll it up burnin botanical
ty cobb wit the hits
366 can’t miss
paradis drink a 5th
spit some game to the b****
now she on my list
i smoke karate kush
it got my eyes lookin like i’m chinese
calloway occasions
i’m hittin b****** with that mouth piece
rake it in and clean it up
i stack it up for the finance
fake contracts get bypassed
i see money coming in as the time pass
(hook)
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3 he*rs*s
3 verses
3 he*rs*s
always had a plan
you would thought that i rehe*rs* this
(verse)
back around
like a hula hoop
she knew the scoop
i alley oop
couldn’t take her back
all them dinners she pay for that
i hit quick don’t wait on that
my last girl ain’t too much i can say on that
you see that ps5 we can play on that
all this s*** i say on tracks
it be real truth straight up facts
i’m mr. wavy hit a bleezy in the studio relax
hit em with a business tax
n***** thought that i was dead
in the shadows in a box
i started living with the bread
at the hmrn this first base
couldn’t wife her
if i f***** on the first date
mr. wavy in first place
couldn’t f*** wit me on my worst day
all in my dm talkin bout let’s get in the studio
i’m really workin bustin down verses y’all drunk spittin on don julio
(hook)
3 he*rs*s
3 verses
3 verses
3 he*rs*s
3 verses
3 he*rs*s
always had a plan
you would thought that i rehe*rs* this
(verse)
yeah
hit up jag got another banger
i was in the navy
seen a seal slap a ranger
money dirty i don’t count it with my finger
louis v cologne linger
addicted to the wins
i hate it when i lose
turn the l’s into a lesson
every single time mr. wavy will improve
busting fast moves
her boyfriend got bad shoes
i’m in rosedale that’s brimhall
saying that’s rad dude
came to f*** the game up
like a little kid when you playing online
how you married to the b****
and you met her online
n***** sell they soul
just to get a co sign
i don’t even trip
just give the right away
and oops sorry
i think i f***** your b**** by the way
call the audible i ain’t wanna go that route
aiming for dollar bills
ain’t worried bout no clout
cacti with the broski
no ipa in this stout
(hook)
3 he*rs*s
3 verses
3 verses
3 he*rs*s
3 verses
3 he*rs*s
always had a plan
you would thought that i rehe*rs* this

- reginald wavy lyrics

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