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nigga uhh freestyle (dj ess remix) - wizz havinn & dj ess lyrics

[intro]
ayy, see, me, i’m a different type of n*gga (woo)
ayy, see, me, i’m a different, different, different
ayy, see, me, i’m a different type of (n*gga)
i’ll ride foreign and i still ain’t got no license, n*gga

[verse]
ayy, see, me, i’m a different type of n*gga
i’ll ride foreign and i still ain’t got no license, n*gga (isis gang)
i can’t let that ho fix my drink, might try to spike a n*gga (might try to spike a n*gga)
i don’t do no cappin’ in my raps, i’m a real lifer, n*gga (i’m a real lifer, n*gga)
i’ll up bl!ck, i’m way too sticky to be fightin’ a n*gga (i’m way too sticky)
ho tried to diss me like she wasn’t just writin’ a n*gga (how the f*ck?)
i heard that “n*gga, uh,” how the f*ck you say hе ain’t bite me, n*gga? (man, come on)
i’m in my own lanе, i don’t know why you even dislike a n*gga
she threw that p*ssy at me and i caught it, jerry rice’d it
threw that, threw that p*ssy at me and i caught it, jerry rice’d it
threw that, threw that p*ssy at me and i caught it, jerry rice’d it, n*gga (yeah)
you could’ve got it off your chest in person, why you typed it, n*gga? (what the f*ck?)
me and you are not the same, your ass can’t even stack a figure (broke*ass jit)
n*gga, you ain’t got a dollar, all your ass got is a pistol (underground radio productions, b*tch)
(poor*ass lil’ boy)
i’m a big dog, on my mama, they gon’ call me mister (yeah, big wizzard)
this ho seen the wizzard, pulled her phone out, “let me get a picture” (for sure)
nah, you can’t come at me like that, baby girl, i am not your n*gga (nah)
n*gga, man, why the f*ck these n*ggas screamin’ that they gang? they is not official (who the f*ck these n*ggas is?)
uh, runnin’ ’round with the tec, referee, f*ck n*gga, don’t make me blow the whistle
big bullets in this b*tch look like baby missiles
she ate my d*ck and swallowed my kids, i ain’t f*ckin’ kiss her (ew)
that b*tch left me doin’ my bid, why you think i miss her? (ho)
she asked her homegirl ’bout wizzard, say that i’m that n*gga (for sure)
i’m outside on a stroll, catch me on flipper (yeah)
n*gga play when he pull up, swear i’m gon’ flip him (baow)
[outro]
flip his dumb ass
homie
ayy (ayy), n*gga, uh
big wizzard, man
you hear that, “n*gga, uh,” n*gga, that’s me, n*gga
for sure (n*gga)

- wizz havinn dj ess lyrics

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