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Artiste : Babyface Ray
Titre : Wavy Navy University
Let´s go

Yeah, mafia tied, we ain´t blowin´ up, bad bitches flyin´ in

I was doin´ hundred percent, class in session, lil´ baby, sign in
Spaceship in sight, Benz´ pullin´ up, bitches want to dive in (Yeah)
They don´t know what I´m sayin´, different language, niggas ain´t slimed in
Ain´t go on no date, but I told the bitch she can get ready
She know that I´m heavy, not petty
Roses and Benzes, the petals, you know how I´m steppin´
I drive it like Mario Andretti
They told me the road can get high, but you know I´m not carin´
The type to go talk to the devil
Bitch with them guys, especially go pick you a side
And better not get caught in the middle

They do what they ask, you know I got paper and plastic
I told her she should pick her poison
I ball like an athlete, even though I´m not an athlete
We get this shit off in sport
I let off the VIP, I walk ´round the club with myself
These hoes know I´m very important
I just hit the bitch and now I´m DM´in´ her sis
She want to ride me a joint
Lil´ bro, you know that I´m rich
Get a kick off of spendin´ this shit, I ain´t trippin´ on tabs
She say he a casual, them racks, they be flashin´
Ain´t hearin´ no realer, them niggas tryin´ to act

My pearl in the closet, I´m drippin´ all over the floor
Like soon as you get out the bath
My money get long, yeah, I ain´t seen my stash in the longest
It´s been ´bout a year and a half

They spinnin´ and spinnin´ and spin it right back
I spin through the trenches with stick on my lap
Them niggas can´t spin, they get zipped in the back
You want to hear my name? Well, mention the cash
Mention a Rolls, make you sure you mention the gold
Left playin´, right wrist froze
Stand on your toes, I´m catchin´, I´m pitchin´ ´em low

My fav´ play, pick it and roll
I´m tippin´ the hoes, I´m tippin´ the quick with the pole
You run up, this bitch gettin´ scored
We run up that shit on the low
My nigga came home, he ran up some shit on parole
Niggas who treat me can´t be no cap
Check my facts, ´Face, you don´t rap
Trappin´ ain´t dead, niggas still on that
My oldhead just dropped two doors, yeah

Sticks and bags, her hair dropped down to her ass
This lil´ bitch international
I catch no Z´s, they tell me that money don´t sleep
I ain´t got no time for naps
My favorite right now, wockesha my bitch right now

I´m thinkin´ ´bout gettin´ her tatted
I think I´m Xzibit, changin´ the panel of the Sprite
It´s purple, it look like a print
Nigga, just listen, fuck around and change your life
If you stuck to the game that I´m givin´ (Swear to God)
Twin, you be trippin´
How you pull up in a coupe black and brown, like I double these bitches?
Lean rock said you pop out with like thirty in deals
Nigga, I might go buy me a chicken
Huncho a hatin´ ass nigga
My money so new, in the streets, might´ve caught your ass with it