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Byron Bank – Wipe It Off lyrics
Stepping in the place like I’m owning it, start to the VIP cause I’m hosting it
Bottle after bottle we be ordering, I got my feet up on the couch and the audmen
It’s like cool, lounged for a little bit now it’s time to really act a fool
True, can’t nawl nother here do the shit like I do
And that’s real talk, when I walk with the sauce, get lost in the flavor
Save it now or later, never been a waiter, say the best brands only come with no label
There’s a will and an able, see but I’m willing and I’m able
Paint pictures like Picasso, nosey than a nostril really say a lot about haters
Still really doing me, twenty-four seven days every single week
Got a shine with the flow, so the mop always glow when I travel just to ball with no referee
Please give me my fouls, motherfuckers been hacking my style
See the sound is vile, I been running for miles fuck why, just add a few vowels
Heard you talking that nonsense, it’s so stupid
Remote control that volume noise gets muted
Y’all judging bitching like Judy, keep a bad broad she’s cutie
In a shady zone, so much shade is thrown, I got my shades on to see through it, like
Wipe it off, wipe it off
Wipe it off, wipe it off
Wipe it off, wipe it off
Wipe it off, wipe it off
Wipe it off, wipe it off
Wipe it off, wipe it off
Wipe it off, wipe it off
Wipe it off, wipe it off
Please, you’ll never meet a nigga like me
One of kind like an antidote, it’s hard to wing them off me
In my landing gear, I’m making fashion statement on the runway, in my own way
It’s only one direction when we talking bands and that’s way up, counting blessings
From the bottom I started while y’all fade away, paid my own dues just to make a way
First class fly never dressing plain, so the drive is carry on every single day
And that’s Ricky Bobby, shake and bake
Justin Bieber, Timberlake
See they’re both the same but we ain’t the same, you can cry a river, no Ricki Lake, like
Wipe it off, wipe it off
Wipe it off, wipe it off
Wipe it off, wipe it off
Wipe it off, wipe it off
Wipe it off, wipe it off
Wipe it off, wipe it off
Wipe it off, wipe it off
Wipe it off, wipe it off
Hear you talking that nonsense, it’s so stupid
Remote control that volume noise gets muted
Y’all judging bitching like Judy, keep a bad broad she’s cutie
In a shady zone, so much shade is thrown, I got my shades on to see through it, like
Bottle after bottle we be ordering, I got my feet up on the couch and the audmen
It’s like cool, lounged for a little bit now it’s time to really act a fool
True, can’t nawl nother here do the shit like I do
And that’s real talk, when I walk with the sauce, get lost in the flavor
Save it now or later, never been a waiter, say the best brands only come with no label
There’s a will and an able, see but I’m willing and I’m able
Paint pictures like Picasso, nosey than a nostril really say a lot about haters
Still really doing me, twenty-four seven days every single week
Got a shine with the flow, so the mop always glow when I travel just to ball with no referee
Please give me my fouls, motherfuckers been hacking my style
See the sound is vile, I been running for miles fuck why, just add a few vowels
Heard you talking that nonsense, it’s so stupid
Remote control that volume noise gets muted
Y’all judging bitching like Judy, keep a bad broad she’s cutie
In a shady zone, so much shade is thrown, I got my shades on to see through it, like
Wipe it off, wipe it off
Wipe it off, wipe it off
Wipe it off, wipe it off
Wipe it off, wipe it off
Wipe it off, wipe it off
Wipe it off, wipe it off
Wipe it off, wipe it off
Wipe it off, wipe it off
Please, you’ll never meet a nigga like me
One of kind like an antidote, it’s hard to wing them off me
In my landing gear, I’m making fashion statement on the runway, in my own way
It’s only one direction when we talking bands and that’s way up, counting blessings
From the bottom I started while y’all fade away, paid my own dues just to make a way
First class fly never dressing plain, so the drive is carry on every single day
And that’s Ricky Bobby, shake and bake
Justin Bieber, Timberlake
See they’re both the same but we ain’t the same, you can cry a river, no Ricki Lake, like
Wipe it off, wipe it off
Wipe it off, wipe it off
Wipe it off, wipe it off
Wipe it off, wipe it off
Wipe it off, wipe it off
Wipe it off, wipe it off
Wipe it off, wipe it off
Wipe it off, wipe it off
Hear you talking that nonsense, it’s so stupid
Remote control that volume noise gets muted
Y’all judging bitching like Judy, keep a bad broad she’s cutie
In a shady zone, so much shade is thrown, I got my shades on to see through it, like
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