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WUU BOY Video (MV)




Performed By: Kyu
Language: English
Length: 1:38
Written by: Benjamin Cortes




Kyu - WUU BOY Lyrics
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Wuu, boy, are you ever broke? Bitch, no
Wuu, boy, are you ever vexed? Bitch, no
Wuu, boy, heard you runnin' up, grip pole
Wuu, boy, heard they talkin' shit, kick door
Back like I never left
Hoes, they lose their breath
Heard 'bout foes, why they never step?
Bitch, I walk with Death
Platinum on my teeth, I got the metal on my waist
Steel protect my toe when I come kick into their face
Say, bitch
I got 'em all watching their back, 'cause I ain't ever front
South is where I'm from, I'm rolling raw inside these woodie blunts
You a crumb, sat up on the plate like a slice
I might just cut them up
Shut 'em up, make the fire work
Then toss it like a one and done
I done got more ammo than a gun show
'Cause I heard that boy a winslow, make him 10-four
Slip knots in my jeans, put it on my kin soul
If you try to press me, gettin' crossed like an ex hoe
Bitch, I'm not to test, hoe
Like a drop out, don't wan' hear what you talk 'bout
If no cash count, make them hits 'fore I cash out
Like a crash out, shoot them bullets where you hang out
Bodies layed out, dead
Wuu boy, are you ever broke? Bitch, no
Wuu, boy, are you ever vexed? Bitch, no
Wuu, boy, heard you runnin' up, grip pole
Wuu, boy, heard they talkin' shit, kick door
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Wuu, boy, are you ever broke? Bitch, no
Wuu, boy, are you ever vexed? Bitch, no
Wuu, boy, heard you runnin' up, grip pole
Wuu, boy, heard they talkin' shit, kick door
Back like I never left
Hoes, they lose their breath
Heard 'bout foes, why they never step?
Bitch, I walk with Death
Platinum on my teeth, I got the metal on my waist
Steel protect my toe when I come kick into their face
Say, bitch
I got 'em all watching their back, 'cause I ain't ever front
South is where I'm from, I'm rolling raw inside these woodie blunts
You a crumb, sat up on the plate like a slice
I might just cut them up
Shut 'em up, make the fire work
Then toss it like a one and done
I done got more ammo than a gun show
'Cause I heard that boy a winslow, make him 10-four
Slip knots in my jeans, put it on my kin soul
If you try to press me, gettin' crossed like an ex hoe
Bitch, I'm not to test, hoe
Like a drop out, don't wan' hear what you talk 'bout
If no cash count, make them hits 'fore I cash out
Like a crash out, shoot them bullets where you hang out
Bodies layed out, dead
Wuu boy, are you ever broke? Bitch, no
Wuu, boy, are you ever vexed? Bitch, no
Wuu, boy, heard you runnin' up, grip pole
Wuu, boy, heard they talkin' shit, kick door
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Writer: Benjamin Cortes
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