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Wah Gwan Video (MV)




Performed By: Tiing
Language: English
Length: 2:41
Written by: Gregory Bandy II




Tiing - Wah Gwan Lyrics
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It's so odd
When I win, they be salty like cod
Bin Laden, blowin' up 'till I'm gone
All black Benz, pullin' up with the squad
Like wah gwan
I don't need bad bitch, I just need mad chips
I'm in lab bitch, I don't be slackin'
I don't need fashion, I just need hats, kicks
I don't need trap house, I'm gonna rap bricks
Hit that bitch three times, that is a hat trick
These hoes are so funny, I say they slap stick
Don't worry 'bout that, this, I just make bag trips
I take a tab trip, to feel like I'm Atlas
It's so odd
When I win, they be salty like cod
Bin Laden, blowin' up 'till I'm gone
All black Benz, pullin' up with the squad
Like wah gwan
It's so odd
When I win, they be salty like cod
Bin Laden, blowin' up 'till I'm gone
All black Benz, pullin' up with the squad
Like wah gwan
I been, just goin' no stoppin', no
I see it, I need it, the profit/prophet, yeah
I dream it, no sleepin', it's poppin', ohhh
I be it, believe it, I'm not, gon' slow
I never fit in, I'd rather just stand out
I be so hands on, I don't need hand outs
I need a mansion, I need a penthouse
Marilyn Manson, bringin' the bands out
Don't f*ck with the fam kid, that is a man down
Burnin' the woods yeah, feel like a camp out
Be with the vandals, bringin' the cans out
Be in the damn club, feet on the damn couch
It's so odd
When I win, they be salty like cod
Bin Laden, blowin' up 'till I'm gone
All black Benz, pullin' up with the squad
Like wah gwan
It's so odd
When I win, they be salty like cod
Bin Laden, blowin' up 'till I'm gone
All black Benz, pullin' up with the squad
Like wah gwan
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English

It's so odd
When I win, they be salty like cod
Bin Laden, blowin' up 'till I'm gone
All black Benz, pullin' up with the squad
Like wah gwan
I don't need bad bitch, I just need mad chips
I'm in lab bitch, I don't be slackin'
I don't need fashion, I just need hats, kicks
I don't need trap house, I'm gonna rap bricks
Hit that bitch three times, that is a hat trick
These hoes are so funny, I say they slap stick
Don't worry 'bout that, this, I just make bag trips
I take a tab trip, to feel like I'm Atlas
It's so odd
When I win, they be salty like cod
Bin Laden, blowin' up 'till I'm gone
All black Benz, pullin' up with the squad
Like wah gwan
It's so odd
When I win, they be salty like cod
Bin Laden, blowin' up 'till I'm gone
All black Benz, pullin' up with the squad
Like wah gwan
I been, just goin' no stoppin', no
I see it, I need it, the profit/prophet, yeah
I dream it, no sleepin', it's poppin', ohhh
I be it, believe it, I'm not, gon' slow
I never fit in, I'd rather just stand out
I be so hands on, I don't need hand outs
I need a mansion, I need a penthouse
Marilyn Manson, bringin' the bands out
Don't f*ck with the fam kid, that is a man down
Burnin' the woods yeah, feel like a camp out
Be with the vandals, bringin' the cans out
Be in the damn club, feet on the damn couch
It's so odd
When I win, they be salty like cod
Bin Laden, blowin' up 'till I'm gone
All black Benz, pullin' up with the squad
Like wah gwan
It's so odd
When I win, they be salty like cod
Bin Laden, blowin' up 'till I'm gone
All black Benz, pullin' up with the squad
Like wah gwan
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Writer: Gregory Bandy II
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