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whip it - wacko aka twist lyrics

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[intro:wacko]
this ain’t the porsche,this the nine eleven
i spin the block twenty four seven

[chorus:wacko]
brand new car,i whip it
super soak that p*ssy,i l!ck it
i’ve been running up the digits
tryna get all these b*tches
slow down,i got a ticket
i don’t need admission
y’all got me in stitches
y’all d*mn well worked with snitches

[verse 1:wacko]
i knock them out like matt from wii sports
you a dork
just hopped off the porch
i don’t need a porsche
i’mma need a horse
come through in the storm
switch up the flow,i’m bored
i was rolling with the maserati,it came with the suicide doors
all this money on me like i’m mr.beast
they know me,yeah i’m from the streets
i got the keys,i got i got i got i got the keys
s*x on fire like it came from alicia keys
[chorus:wacko]
brand new car,i whip it
super soak that p*ssy,i l!ck it
i’ve been running up the digits
tryna get all these b*tches
slow down,i got a ticket
i don’t need admission
y’all got me in stitches
y’all d*mn well worked with snitches

[verse 2:reef alchemy]
don’t play with n words like a racist gamer
i stand out because then other n*ggas lamer
is that your b*tch? might just take her
came in the room like i’m the undertaker
i got rich,yeah the money makes you
but the money also takes you
i’m high on mushrooms
on this song i don’t have much room
play with my d*ck,play with my b*lls
heard she a freak,i beat down her walls
i’m on adderall
i missed most of her calls
i don’t like it one bit,not at all
when you work with me,you know i’m the boss
[chorus:wacko]
brand new car,i whip it
super soak that p*ssy,i l!ck it
i’ve been running up the digits
tryna get all these b*tches
slow down,i got a ticket
i don’t need admission
y’all got me in stitches
y’all d*mn well worked with snitches

[verse 3:wacko]
yeah they snitching on me,they don’t know better
i got the chanel bag,it came with 4 letters
i’m usually wearing my gucci jacket,when it’s not that it’s the sweater
i go deep in that p*ssy,every night i make it wetter

[chorus:wacko]
brand new car,i whip it
super soak that p*ssy,i l!ck it
i’ve been running up the digits
tryna get all these b*tches
slow down,i got a ticket
i don’t need admission
y’all got me in stitches
y’all d*mn well worked with snitches

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