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One-Three - Wired (Right+Left) Lyrics



One-Three - Wired (Right+Left) Lyrics
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Bro I'm being hacked by intelligent systems
I'm being wired up
Wire
Wire
Wire
Wire
Xai Vert, you made this shit?
3
Sheesh
It's 2am and we still making magic
I just don't get it
I'm in my bag like Santa
I'm bout to crash the phantom
I'm sippin' on crush, not Fanta
I am the one she a fan of
I'm still getting my cash up
Marching to get these bands up
Start shit, we put the cans up
You retarded?
We got you on camera
We gon' set you up and creep up from behind
Like a predator, I'm sleeping with my nine
Alien vs. Predator, got dread heads all on my side
Something like a editor, I cut all friends out my life
Right hand on her puss
Left hand button push
Right hand sippin' mud
Left hand smoking kush
Right hand, that's my mans
Left hand full of bands
Right hand on the cup
Left hand, diamonds dance
Right hand on the grams
Left hand on her butt
Right hand in her pants
Left hand in her guts
Right hand on the stand
Left hand in the cut
Right hand on her ass
Left hand with a gun
One hand on her thighs
Other hand on my choppa
I got money on my mind
Tommy tucked in my boxers
I been gambling the whole night
I think I have a problem
She don't want kids and that's fine
I think I have a condom
I just a bought a monster and an Adderall
I'm wired up
Thought he was my dawg, but he had feds involved
He wired up
Put that flame onto his head
Now he fired up
Psycho insane for that bread
Hold him for ransom, time is up
Told her take it off
Shirt, pants and all, it's time to f*ck
Now I'm racing off (skrt)
Passed the law, I'm driving drunk
Kill my opps, tie em up
Bodies stuffed inside my trunk
I cant stop, I been up
Grinding, I ain't get tired once
Now I'm wired up
Now I'm wired up
Now I'm wired up
Now I'm wired up
Now I'm wired up
Now I'm wired up
Now I'm wired up
Now I'm wired up
Now I'm wired up
Now I'm wired up
Now I'm wired up
Now I'm wired up
Now I'm wired up
Now I'm wired up
Now I'm wired up
Now I'm wired up
Carbon on me
I came armed with an army
Run from the jakes, State Farm
Nah
You can't harm me
Backwood full of that parsley
Said she love me, but that's partially
Can't f*ck on a queen too harshly
Yeah, uh, okay
Carbon on me
Fake friends
They all just parted on me
I bought her fake breasts
She went Dolly Parton on me
I got the whole party on me
Carbon on me
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Bro I'm being hacked by intelligent systems
I'm being wired up
Wire
Wire
Wire
Wire
Xai Vert, you made this shit?
3
Sheesh
It's 2am and we still making magic
I just don't get it
I'm in my bag like Santa
I'm bout to crash the phantom
I'm sippin' on crush, not Fanta
I am the one she a fan of
I'm still getting my cash up
Marching to get these bands up
Start shit, we put the cans up
You retarded?
We got you on camera
We gon' set you up and creep up from behind
Like a predator, I'm sleeping with my nine
Alien vs. Predator, got dread heads all on my side
Something like a editor, I cut all friends out my life
Right hand on her puss
Left hand button push
Right hand sippin' mud
Left hand smoking kush
Right hand, that's my mans
Left hand full of bands
Right hand on the cup
Left hand, diamonds dance
Right hand on the grams
Left hand on her butt
Right hand in her pants
Left hand in her guts
Right hand on the stand
Left hand in the cut
Right hand on her ass
Left hand with a gun
One hand on her thighs
Other hand on my choppa
I got money on my mind
Tommy tucked in my boxers
I been gambling the whole night
I think I have a problem
She don't want kids and that's fine
I think I have a condom
I just a bought a monster and an Adderall
I'm wired up
Thought he was my dawg, but he had feds involved
He wired up
Put that flame onto his head
Now he fired up
Psycho insane for that bread
Hold him for ransom, time is up
Told her take it off
Shirt, pants and all, it's time to f*ck
Now I'm racing off (skrt)
Passed the law, I'm driving drunk
Kill my opps, tie em up
Bodies stuffed inside my trunk
I cant stop, I been up
Grinding, I ain't get tired once
Now I'm wired up
Now I'm wired up
Now I'm wired up
Now I'm wired up
Now I'm wired up
Now I'm wired up
Now I'm wired up
Now I'm wired up
Now I'm wired up
Now I'm wired up
Now I'm wired up
Now I'm wired up
Now I'm wired up
Now I'm wired up
Now I'm wired up
Now I'm wired up
Carbon on me
I came armed with an army
Run from the jakes, State Farm
Nah
You can't harm me
Backwood full of that parsley
Said she love me, but that's partially
Can't f*ck on a queen too harshly
Yeah, uh, okay
Carbon on me
Fake friends
They all just parted on me
I bought her fake breasts
She went Dolly Parton on me
I got the whole party on me
Carbon on me
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Writer: Alfredo Carral
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Language: English
Length: 2:51
Written by: Alfredo Carral

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