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trap boy dreams - the game & woodboy gee lyrics

[chorus: woodboy gee]
i just wanna live ’til i die, hands in the sky, doves in the sky (high)
spend a couple m’s in this life, then bust my ice, then find a wife (high, woodboy gee, man)

[verse 1: woodboy gee]
i got me a bag, them n*ggas started hatin’, they tried to salt my image (a bag)
told ’em the sh*t i do with this apr*n on, this ain’t no gimmick (the sh*t i do)
this big old chopper silkk the shock, you know this ain’t no limit (big old chopper)
and we’ll sit your ass down if you don’t stand on business (sit your ass down)
n*gga, we ain’t no easy targets, we don’t stand on couches (nah)
and we’ll leave that p*ssy bleedin’, get that b*tch up outchea (it’s bleedin’)
and i like gettin’ my money fast, don’t f*ck ’round with no slouches (my money)
i squeeze them out an extra zip just like capri*sun pouches (squeeze)
i put that straw hat on my head like i’m in medellín (i did)
these n*ggas know i d*mn near went fed, i’m chasin’ cheddar cheese (d*mn near went fed)
she know what i like, give me some head, that b*tch got metal knees (uh)
i put the pedal to the metal in sh*t she never seen (pedal to the metal)
ask about me, i been gettin’ money since seventeen (ask about me)
and plus i got my traphouse jumpin’ like a trampoline (my trap)
like a trampoline (trap)

[pre*chorus: woodboy gee]
ayy, ayy (ayy, ayy)
ayy, ayy (ayy, ayy)
ayy, ayy (ayy)
[chorus: woodboy gee]
i just wanna live ’til i die, hands in the sky, doves in the sky (high)
spend a couple m’s in this life, then bust my ice, then find a wife (high, yeah)

[verse 2: woodboy gee]
i told her i’m chefboy gee, ho, don’t confuse it (don’t confuse it)
i’m livin’ trap boy dreams, i’m not just makin’ music (yeah)
my uncle zo showed me a bag and then i ran to it (uncle zo)
i made like three, four hundred thousand, then i ran through it (three, four hundred)
i spent that sh*t on gucci loafers, sent some bands through it (uh)
these n*ggas know i rap ’bout trap, they makin’ xan’ music (rap ’bout trap)
i cut the grass to see the snakes ’cause i got enemies (cut the grass)
casamigos bottle empty, i bought hennessy (i bought hennessy)
i got a bad lil’ b*tch, she shakin’, yeah, she vietnamese (she shakin’)
and they don’t know what we talkin’ ’bout, we be like, “mmm, eee” (shh)
and plus i feel like ginuwine, i’m tryna get in them jeans (feel like ginuwine)
don’t you touch me after i bust, i’m tryna get some z’s (don’t you touch me, ho)
i had a dream about my opp, i woke up, let it squeeze (squeeze)
i woke up, let it squeeze (let it)
i had a dream about my opp, i feel like mlk

[pre*chorus: woodboy gee]
ayy, ayy (hmm)
ayy, ayy (i feel like martin luther king)
ayy, ayy
[chorus: woodboy gee]
i just wanna live ’til i die, hands in the sky, doves in the sky (high)
spend a couple m’s in this life, then bust my ice, then find a wife (high, yeah, uh)

- the game woodboy gee lyrics

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