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Wylin Video (MV)




Performed By: DONO
Language: English
Length: 2:19
Written by: Donovan H




DONO - Wylin Lyrics
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Yey
Like we just some young niggas doin' this shit man, like
Real Rockstar shit we taking over the world
Yey
Sippin' on high tech, sippin' on red
Whippin' that coupe like pyrex
Twenty bad hoes they loving my style and I don't even got no stylist
I ain't been sleeping, I just been geeking yeah I know I'm Wylin
Yey
I got these model bitches stripping for me I'm a Superstar
I count money in my hands NBA I really ball
Foreign bitch, she like to dance on me grip it in my palm
Take that bitch back to the streets I can't bring her to my home
I been hallucinating I just been off the Molly woah
She wanna smoke all the weed and I'ma just act like I don't even know (Know)
I see through all of you niggas and all of you hoes, I'm playing along (Yeah)
She see me roll up an eighth I don't even say it, she take off her thong (Damn)
Bad lil bitch, she got dreads
Think I might need her
And she got the keys like A- uh
Think I'ma tease her (Ah)
It's hard to stop spending this money I'm swiping my Visa (Ah)
The ice on my body, it got me so cold like a freezer (Cold)
Pull up with Christian and Leek we bout to turn up the week (Yeah)
I hit up Breel for the Rheal shit know we be keeping it P (Mhm)
I'm on that king of the hill shit, nobody f*ckin' with me (Nobody nobody)
Boosting my confidence level you can't tell me nothing, I'm off of them beans (Beans)
Poppin' them beans like what do you mean?
I'm sippin' that lean, I'm sippin' on (What?)
Sippin' on high tech, sippin' on red
Whippin' that coupe like pyrex (Skrr)
Twenty bad hoes they loving my style and I don't even got no stylist (Yeah yeah)
I ain't been sleeping, I just been geeking yeah I know I'm Wylin (Wild wild)
Yey
I got these model bitches stripping for me I'm a Superstar
I count money in my hands NBA I really ball
Foreign bitch, she like to dance on me grip it in my palm
Take that bitch back to the streets I can't bring her to my home
Ooh
And we the littest niggas ever! (Ooh)
For real
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English

Yey
Like we just some young niggas doin' this shit man, like
Real Rockstar shit we taking over the world
Yey
Sippin' on high tech, sippin' on red
Whippin' that coupe like pyrex
Twenty bad hoes they loving my style and I don't even got no stylist
I ain't been sleeping, I just been geeking yeah I know I'm Wylin
Yey
I got these model bitches stripping for me I'm a Superstar
I count money in my hands NBA I really ball
Foreign bitch, she like to dance on me grip it in my palm
Take that bitch back to the streets I can't bring her to my home
I been hallucinating I just been off the Molly woah
She wanna smoke all the weed and I'ma just act like I don't even know (Know)
I see through all of you niggas and all of you hoes, I'm playing along (Yeah)
She see me roll up an eighth I don't even say it, she take off her thong (Damn)
Bad lil bitch, she got dreads
Think I might need her
And she got the keys like A- uh
Think I'ma tease her (Ah)
It's hard to stop spending this money I'm swiping my Visa (Ah)
The ice on my body, it got me so cold like a freezer (Cold)
Pull up with Christian and Leek we bout to turn up the week (Yeah)
I hit up Breel for the Rheal shit know we be keeping it P (Mhm)
I'm on that king of the hill shit, nobody f*ckin' with me (Nobody nobody)
Boosting my confidence level you can't tell me nothing, I'm off of them beans (Beans)
Poppin' them beans like what do you mean?
I'm sippin' that lean, I'm sippin' on (What?)
Sippin' on high tech, sippin' on red
Whippin' that coupe like pyrex (Skrr)
Twenty bad hoes they loving my style and I don't even got no stylist (Yeah yeah)
I ain't been sleeping, I just been geeking yeah I know I'm Wylin (Wild wild)
Yey
I got these model bitches stripping for me I'm a Superstar
I count money in my hands NBA I really ball
Foreign bitch, she like to dance on me grip it in my palm
Take that bitch back to the streets I can't bring her to my home
Ooh
And we the littest niggas ever! (Ooh)
For real
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Writer: Donovan H
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