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no plates (single version) - wyoming deez lyrics

[intro]
i will never f*cking take you back, so once you realise what you f*cking lost
and how hot i am
and how f*cking ugly you f*cking are
and how much i loved you, how much i f*cking treated you so well
you’re never get that again and i hope you f*cking know that cause you’re a c*nt

[chorus: wyoming deez & manny]
f*ck ‘em up
f*ck ‘em up
i f*ck ‘em up
f*ck ‘em up
f*ck ‘em up
i f*ck ‘em up
f*ck ‘em up
f*ck ‘em up

[verse 1: manny]
i took the plates off
macca’s money coming in i feel like jeffery bezos
only count money in pesos
might be late on rent, i guess they p*ssed off
took away my licence, now i skate off
take a few pills to take the weight off
take the keys back now we race off
we give it to wyoming ‘cause he takes off
[verse 2: wyoming deez]
crack a nang, stack some money, make some racks
too much money in my pocket ‘cause i made a couple tracks
spittin’ bars and spittin’ facts, only bud, i don’t smoke crack
if she callin’ you a b*tch then i gotta put it on the track, run it back

[chorus: wyoming deez & manny]
f*ck ‘em up
f*ck ‘em up
i f*ck ‘em up
f*ck ‘em up
f*ck ‘em up
i f*ck ‘em up
f*ck ‘em up
f*ck ‘em up

[verse 3: manny & wyoming deez]
skid around the streets in the impreza
you know i like your mum ‘cause i impress her
take her to my room now i undress her
take the corner 80 never lesser
whip it in the subie not a tesla
she’s a cheater turned to a confesser
she’s a confessor and a cheater
on your street 200 kilometres
i’m in her dm’s but i don’t wanna meet her
i might just leave her
call me will ‘cause i’ma have a seizure
spazzin’ out in the subie not following procedure
[chorus: wyoming deez & manny]
f*ck ‘em up
f*ck ‘em up
i f*ck ‘em up
f*ck ‘em up
f*ck ‘em up
i f*ck ‘em up
f*ck ‘em up
f*ck ‘em up

[verse 4: george washington]
went to the retirement home and i walked right through the doors
and i smoked a couple cones with your grandma
played some bingo and some scrabble
maybe i could pop a tab or maybe i could grill up meth in barossa fresh

[verse 5: tumbleweed]
drinking and driving, spitting and rhyming
call me kynan wilksch the way i’m lying
he’s always with his mummy and he thinks it’s real funny
he’s low key kinda bummy always sitting on the dunny
they call me brandan nashy, my flow is real flashy
cops caught me, i gotta chuck it in the stashy

[chorus]
f*ck ‘em up
f*ck ‘em up
i f*ck ‘em up
f*ck ‘em up
f*ck ‘em up
i f*ck ‘em up
f*ck ‘em up
f*ck ‘em up
[outro: george washington & kynan wilksch]
ay, f*ck brandan nash

- wyoming deez lyrics

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