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Quay Dash – Wilin' lyrics
[Intro]
I'm wilin'
Tell these hoes I'm stylin'
I'm wilin', I'm wilin'
[Verse 1]
I been gone for a minute, back with the jump ball
That chick bitches wanna come for
Talk shit, why you tryna run for?
Cracked out, cough till your lungs sore
I'm a beast, bitch, everybody knows that
I'ma wile for you nigga, I'ma throw it back
I'ma show y'all bitches how to really give it up
I'ma share niggas, I don't really give a fuck
I'm a queen and I reign supreme
I never gave a fuck about your hopes and dreams
Too damn hot to be fuckin' with smurfs
And a nigga with a body like Gerald Levert
Ass look good in a school skirt
Who rocked you, bitch? You look hurt
Ass get chewed up on this verse
Not authentic, like your purse
I look bad but you look worse
Fix your life 'fore you get cursed
Take that dough, no reimburse
You come last and I'll go first
These hoes dry, go quench your thirst
Punch your lip, I'll make it burst
So insane I'll burn your church
Fuck who die, fuck who get hurt
[Hook]
(I'm wilin', I'm wilin'
I'm wilin', I'm wilin')
[Verse 2]
Niggas wanna pop shit like they wanted to
But all they really want is some dick and they cool
I don't really mind havin' sex by the pool
Better peel your pants down, let me see what you could do
Matter of fact, let's fuck in your Nex
Make a vid, show your friends in a text
Make it hot, send this shit to your ex
Let 'em know my shit is the best
I know that they're messy, but y'all can't fuckin' test me
'Cause I am a goddess, I put that shits to rest-ie
And I am redeeming, I am just too realistic
That's why my rhymes is hardcore and too explicit
I could get you addicted
Show my ass and you kiss it
But you probably just miss it
And I'll gladly dismiss it
Let's get to the fuckin' business
Y'all niggas on my hit list
Get you bodied by errybody that wanna hit this
So get a fuckin' clue
Go ahead then, fuck your boo
Her pussy washed up, stove top, beef stew
My shit is magic, never fuck with these faggots
I'm wilin' and any bitch that want it, they can have it
[Hook]
I'm wilin', I'm wilin'
I'm wilin', I'm wilin'
These hoes I'm stylin'
I'm wilin', I'm wilin'
These hoes I'm stylin'
I'm wilin', I'm wilin'
These hoes I'm stylin'
I'm wilin', I'm wilin'
All these hoes I'm stylin'
I'm wilin', I'm wilin'
All these hoes I'm stylin'
I'm wilin'
Tell these hoes I'm stylin'
I'm wilin', I'm wilin'
[Verse 1]
I been gone for a minute, back with the jump ball
That chick bitches wanna come for
Talk shit, why you tryna run for?
Cracked out, cough till your lungs sore
I'm a beast, bitch, everybody knows that
I'ma wile for you nigga, I'ma throw it back
I'ma show y'all bitches how to really give it up
I'ma share niggas, I don't really give a fuck
I'm a queen and I reign supreme
I never gave a fuck about your hopes and dreams
Too damn hot to be fuckin' with smurfs
And a nigga with a body like Gerald Levert
Ass look good in a school skirt
Who rocked you, bitch? You look hurt
Ass get chewed up on this verse
Not authentic, like your purse
I look bad but you look worse
Fix your life 'fore you get cursed
Take that dough, no reimburse
You come last and I'll go first
These hoes dry, go quench your thirst
Punch your lip, I'll make it burst
So insane I'll burn your church
Fuck who die, fuck who get hurt
[Hook]
(I'm wilin', I'm wilin'
I'm wilin', I'm wilin')
[Verse 2]
Niggas wanna pop shit like they wanted to
But all they really want is some dick and they cool
I don't really mind havin' sex by the pool
Better peel your pants down, let me see what you could do
Matter of fact, let's fuck in your Nex
Make a vid, show your friends in a text
Make it hot, send this shit to your ex
Let 'em know my shit is the best
I know that they're messy, but y'all can't fuckin' test me
'Cause I am a goddess, I put that shits to rest-ie
And I am redeeming, I am just too realistic
That's why my rhymes is hardcore and too explicit
I could get you addicted
Show my ass and you kiss it
But you probably just miss it
And I'll gladly dismiss it
Let's get to the fuckin' business
Y'all niggas on my hit list
Get you bodied by errybody that wanna hit this
So get a fuckin' clue
Go ahead then, fuck your boo
Her pussy washed up, stove top, beef stew
My shit is magic, never fuck with these faggots
I'm wilin' and any bitch that want it, they can have it
[Hook]
I'm wilin', I'm wilin'
I'm wilin', I'm wilin'
These hoes I'm stylin'
I'm wilin', I'm wilin'
These hoes I'm stylin'
I'm wilin', I'm wilin'
These hoes I'm stylin'
I'm wilin', I'm wilin'
All these hoes I'm stylin'
I'm wilin', I'm wilin'
All these hoes I'm stylin'
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