wonderful (remix) - thr33 lyrics
[intro: thr33]
wha, yeah
wha, yeah
huh?
[chorus: thr33]
one, two, three…
four
that’s how many bullets finna hit yo’ chest
my choppa hate police like a black activist
she tryna smoke, what you tryna do after this?
when it come to straight beating on n*ggas, i master it
she said she a virgin like mary, she got the l!ck
she said she gon’ give me that p*ssy, it’s holy
caught my opp in the street, he was like, “holy moly!”
b*tch, i ride by myself, b*tch, i ride by my doly’
that n*gga stay fiening and stalkin’ b*tches, he a creep
a*ak*47, gon’ hit a n*gga like a jeep
ran off on the plug and he started crying, “it ain’t me!!!”
you can’t stand bih’, but she steadying choking on my meat
[verse: thr33]
i’m too high, can’t see (can’t see)
low eyes like chinese
ni*hao!
these n*gga bе cloning everybody, who you gon’ be? (f*ck you n*gga)
wan’ mеss with the gang?, n*gga, then you gon’ pay the fee
caught that boy lacking, you know that n*gga did the running man
ch*chopping sh*t up, kicking sh*t like i’m jackie chan
b*tch, i’m in this sh*t, whipping sh*t up like the police
that n*gga running like forrest gump, he see we four deep
that n*gga running like* haha, he scared as f*ck
my choppa on 300 heat, it’s gon’ bake ’em up
we came to yo’ block, all them n*ggas, we raked ’em up
my crash dummy, stupid ass n*gga, don’t give a f*ck
not finna get fat, no lean in my double cup
not finna f*ck her ’cause that bih’ got a stanky b*tt
not finna f*ck her ’cause that bih’ don’t even wash her ass
these n*ggas be begging for help, this sh*t f*cking sad
[verse: thr33]
i do not follow, n*gga, i’m the leader
ba*bad bih’ crying, she say i’m a cheater
n*gga, watch how you talk to me, watch yo demeanor
b*tch, i’m finna skrt’ off in a two seater
make a f*ck n*gga believe just like he peter
bi*bi*b*tch, i’m so high, think i’m off a perc
bi*b*tch, i’m too high, think i’m in the multiverse
these n*ggas be broke, man, you better go to work
these n*ggas need prayers, n*gga, better go to church
she a got a fat ass, man, you better f*cking twerk
i don’t know the b*tch name, r.i.p to lil keed
i’m feeling real nice, i’ma do a good deed
got a white plug calling me a f*cking dweeb
glock 40 take fl!cks, n*gga, say f*cking “cheese”
this ain’t no laser tag, this a f*cking beam
[verse: wildkarduno]
yeah
that b*tch a thot, she be f*cking on the team
and i’m a star, n*gga, i’on f*ck with keem
that b*tch bad, but she f*ckin’ heem’
that n*gga a b*tch, he just tryna ’cause a scene (no cap)
i’m in new york, n*gga, with the statute
n*ggas say it’s smoke, but they won’t at you
glock like a needle, it’s finna tach’ you
bags in, n*gga, i’m finna tax you
but you know i can’t go for sh*t
try to rob, p*ssy n*gga, ya’ sl!ck
dog on me, i’on f*ck with mike vick
flash on the glock if you need a fl!ck
twinuzis, but i don’t f*ck with wick
lil’ say got the cannon, nick
load off, bags come in, quick
[outro: wildkarduno]
big 5, you know what the f*ck goin’ on
gooo
hrrrrr
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