Uhh hu hu hu hu
Yeah, Yeah
Welcome to land of the sewers, We been getting paper and serve all the doers
A couple of shooters and all of the looters, This shit is religion, I feel like a Buddhist
Had to come in to this bitch like a mortar, You better be cautious, you jump in that water
Show love to my essay and shout out to the border That package just came in, I put in that order
Yeah, This be the land in the wap, I'm feeling real lucky , just beat out the box
Stay smart in these streets, play dumb with the cops
No I ain't lil' baby, show all of the knots, Had to get started with all of the knocks
They know who to hit when they need the mops, Meet up with Joe for the bowls at the docks From Jersey to Texas, I call it the lots
You can get body, won't nobody know
Ain't gotta say nothing, they know how it go Whatever you throwing, get hit up with dos
My youngins be wilding, getting hit with the woah, Member the day I got hit for the nose
Youngin got DPD, he f*cked up the bowls, Now I'm the one getting load by the load
I been in this shit, they should give me a rose
Ooo look at me, I been lit like the 90s
Aye shout out to Imani, just f*ck me a hottie, How you all up on me, but know nothing about me
She sucking me up while she listening to Roddy I'm talking my shit, I need to port a potty
Geechi, I miss you, he just caught a body Niggas be bitches, they ain't bout it, bout it
They telling them stories like, ooh, la-di-da-di
Yeah, they be the land of the crocs
You can get killed if you ain't on the watch Bitches in tune, you get killed for the twat
This what they do when it come to the lots Yeah, this be the land of the gators
It can get ugly when it come to paper It's all about what you bring to the table, I'm trying to get out the hood with no neighbors
Yeah Yeah, welcome to the land of the sewers
We been getting paper and serve all the doers A couple of shooters and all of us looters
This shit is religion, I feel like a Buddhist, Had to come in to this bitch like a mortar
You better be cautious, you jump in that water, Show love to my essay and shout out to the border, That package just came and I put in that order
Yeah, this be the land of the crocs
You can get killed if you ain't on the watch Bitches in tune, you get killed for the twat
This what they do when they come to the lots Yeah, this be the land of the gators
It can get ugly when it come to paper It's all about what you bring to the table, I'm trying to get out the hood with no neighbors
Mr. Wap - Lots Lyrics
Mr. Wap - Lots Lyrics
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Uhh hu hu hu hu
Yeah, Yeah
Welcome to land of the sewers, We been getting paper and serve all the doers
A couple of shooters and all of the looters, This shit is religion, I feel like a Buddhist
Had to come in to this bitch like a mortar, You better be cautious, you jump in that water
Show love to my essay and shout out to the border That package just came in, I put in that order
Yeah, This be the land in the wap, I'm feeling real lucky , just beat out the box
Stay smart in these streets, play dumb with the cops
No I ain't lil' baby, show all of the knots, Had to get started with all of the knocks
They know who to hit when they need the mops, Meet up with Joe for the bowls at the docks From Jersey to Texas, I call it the lots
You can get body, won't nobody know
Ain't gotta say nothing, they know how it go Whatever you throwing, get hit up with dos
My youngins be wilding, getting hit with the woah, Member the day I got hit for the nose
Youngin got DPD, he f*cked up the bowls, Now I'm the one getting load by the load
I been in this shit, they should give me a rose
Ooo look at me, I been lit like the 90s
Aye shout out to Imani, just f*ck me a hottie, How you all up on me, but know nothing about me
She sucking me up while she listening to Roddy I'm talking my shit, I need to port a potty
Geechi, I miss you, he just caught a body Niggas be bitches, they ain't bout it, bout it
They telling them stories like, ooh, la-di-da-di
Yeah, they be the land of the crocs
You can get killed if you ain't on the watch Bitches in tune, you get killed for the twat
This what they do when it come to the lots Yeah, this be the land of the gators
It can get ugly when it come to paper It's all about what you bring to the table, I'm trying to get out the hood with no neighbors
Yeah Yeah, welcome to the land of the sewers
We been getting paper and serve all the doers A couple of shooters and all of us looters
This shit is religion, I feel like a Buddhist, Had to come in to this bitch like a mortar
You better be cautious, you jump in that water, Show love to my essay and shout out to the border, That package just came and I put in that order
Yeah, this be the land of the crocs
You can get killed if you ain't on the watch Bitches in tune, you get killed for the twat
This what they do when they come to the lots Yeah, this be the land of the gators
It can get ugly when it come to paper It's all about what you bring to the table, I'm trying to get out the hood with no neighbors
Yeah, Yeah
Welcome to land of the sewers, We been getting paper and serve all the doers
A couple of shooters and all of the looters, This shit is religion, I feel like a Buddhist
Had to come in to this bitch like a mortar, You better be cautious, you jump in that water
Show love to my essay and shout out to the border That package just came in, I put in that order
Yeah, This be the land in the wap, I'm feeling real lucky , just beat out the box
Stay smart in these streets, play dumb with the cops
No I ain't lil' baby, show all of the knots, Had to get started with all of the knocks
They know who to hit when they need the mops, Meet up with Joe for the bowls at the docks From Jersey to Texas, I call it the lots
You can get body, won't nobody know
Ain't gotta say nothing, they know how it go Whatever you throwing, get hit up with dos
My youngins be wilding, getting hit with the woah, Member the day I got hit for the nose
Youngin got DPD, he f*cked up the bowls, Now I'm the one getting load by the load
I been in this shit, they should give me a rose
Ooo look at me, I been lit like the 90s
Aye shout out to Imani, just f*ck me a hottie, How you all up on me, but know nothing about me
She sucking me up while she listening to Roddy I'm talking my shit, I need to port a potty
Geechi, I miss you, he just caught a body Niggas be bitches, they ain't bout it, bout it
They telling them stories like, ooh, la-di-da-di
Yeah, they be the land of the crocs
You can get killed if you ain't on the watch Bitches in tune, you get killed for the twat
This what they do when it come to the lots Yeah, this be the land of the gators
It can get ugly when it come to paper It's all about what you bring to the table, I'm trying to get out the hood with no neighbors
Yeah Yeah, welcome to the land of the sewers
We been getting paper and serve all the doers A couple of shooters and all of us looters
This shit is religion, I feel like a Buddhist, Had to come in to this bitch like a mortar
You better be cautious, you jump in that water, Show love to my essay and shout out to the border, That package just came and I put in that order
Yeah, this be the land of the crocs
You can get killed if you ain't on the watch Bitches in tune, you get killed for the twat
This what they do when they come to the lots Yeah, this be the land of the gators
It can get ugly when it come to paper It's all about what you bring to the table, I'm trying to get out the hood with no neighbors
Writer: Antoine Spencer
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid