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Whack Boi - Senzu B E a N (feat. Jayneto & Yv Keem) Lyrics



Whack Boi - Senzu B E a N (feat. Jayneto & Yv Keem) Lyrics
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Yuh!
Look at me, Then look at you
You don't know, What you goin do
I'll take my entire dick and slap cross your momma fool
Put you back in Catholic School
Cause Catholic motherf*ckers rule
Wrong, You insulting me with something that ain't true
While you praying to the man that's pinned up against the wood
Back to the lab I guess
This goin be a mess
All you do is lie, and lie, and lie to impress
What they talk about is Fuu
About you, and you, and you
Yes, I know at my show
They goin wear all my clothes
Broads will lick on this dick
Watch my bitch goin be sick
Y'all said it, Well maybe that I am
Calling my girl lady, Im the Tramp
Maybe I should get Bambi on the track
But we all know how my fans goin react
Every motherf*cker wanna say they rap
But when I rap real fast,
They goin have a heart attack
Banananaa, No tag backs
Imma drop these faggots on they necks
Back in the day I was moving
Low key like a G,
Now I'm moving like a Whack Boi
Clever on my feet
Keep up with my lyrics
I'm just tryna pop a bean
I like at ass with 80 fat and 20 percent lean
Local ass bitch please
I am working for the green
I don't ever need a bitch
A bitch needs me
I'm not tryna be rude
I'm just tryna be cool
And it's all fun and games until It gets physical
Maybe I'm not cut for this shit
But it's to late
I done started
So I cannot think to quit
Fascinated
Activated
Careless
Trouble
Stops
F.A.C.T.S
Bitch I'm back
All this Whack shit never stops
(Yes, I know)
Anyway I'm go fast like Dash
Smack ass, Kick ass, like I'm bad
Go lil bitch, Go lil bitch, Go
Now what do you think of that
Any Mini Miney Moe
You just made cuz your bitch go
Sweet or Sour, A hoe's, A hoe
Green lights go
Y'all to slow for this verse
Im back with it, Im back with it
No I cant go back, Cant lack with it
When I rap on the beat
Gotta stack with it
Try to f*ck with me, So I cracked on em
Gotta get the bread up, couple racks on em
Whack Boi, Jay on the song, Get plat on em
Yea these bitches love me, So I smack on em
Don't really need no girl, Fall back on em
Fall back on em, fall back on em
F*ck a bitch so hard, Cardiac on em
DB Corner Blitz, so hard get a sack on em
Trying to get my life right, fall back on em
Trying to switch the flow up, Beat kinda Wack on em
F*ck that shit, had to get a patch on em
If you love me, then you gotta get a Tat on it
Loyalty, loyalty
Come get it
Don't give a f*ck, anybody come get it
Don't really care if you in the kitchen
Don't really care if you down with it
Yea, my brother use to whip
Yea, my brother use to Crip it
'97 yea I whip it
F*cked her in the back seat
Yea, I know you gonna grip it
Might record the shit nigga
Send the whole world a snippet
(Yes, I know)
Bitch!
(Yes, I know, Yes, I know)
(Yes, I know, Yes, I know)
(Yes, I know)
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Yuh!
Look at me, Then look at you
You don't know, What you goin do
I'll take my entire dick and slap cross your momma fool
Put you back in Catholic School
Cause Catholic motherf*ckers rule
Wrong, You insulting me with something that ain't true
While you praying to the man that's pinned up against the wood
Back to the lab I guess
This goin be a mess
All you do is lie, and lie, and lie to impress
What they talk about is Fuu
About you, and you, and you
Yes, I know at my show
They goin wear all my clothes
Broads will lick on this dick
Watch my bitch goin be sick
Y'all said it, Well maybe that I am
Calling my girl lady, Im the Tramp
Maybe I should get Bambi on the track
But we all know how my fans goin react
Every motherf*cker wanna say they rap
But when I rap real fast,
They goin have a heart attack
Banananaa, No tag backs
Imma drop these faggots on they necks
Back in the day I was moving
Low key like a G,
Now I'm moving like a Whack Boi
Clever on my feet
Keep up with my lyrics
I'm just tryna pop a bean
I like at ass with 80 fat and 20 percent lean
Local ass bitch please
I am working for the green
I don't ever need a bitch
A bitch needs me
I'm not tryna be rude
I'm just tryna be cool
And it's all fun and games until It gets physical
Maybe I'm not cut for this shit
But it's to late
I done started
So I cannot think to quit
Fascinated
Activated
Careless
Trouble
Stops
F.A.C.T.S
Bitch I'm back
All this Whack shit never stops
(Yes, I know)
Anyway I'm go fast like Dash
Smack ass, Kick ass, like I'm bad
Go lil bitch, Go lil bitch, Go
Now what do you think of that
Any Mini Miney Moe
You just made cuz your bitch go
Sweet or Sour, A hoe's, A hoe
Green lights go
Y'all to slow for this verse
Im back with it, Im back with it
No I cant go back, Cant lack with it
When I rap on the beat
Gotta stack with it
Try to f*ck with me, So I cracked on em
Gotta get the bread up, couple racks on em
Whack Boi, Jay on the song, Get plat on em
Yea these bitches love me, So I smack on em
Don't really need no girl, Fall back on em
Fall back on em, fall back on em
F*ck a bitch so hard, Cardiac on em
DB Corner Blitz, so hard get a sack on em
Trying to get my life right, fall back on em
Trying to switch the flow up, Beat kinda Wack on em
F*ck that shit, had to get a patch on em
If you love me, then you gotta get a Tat on it
Loyalty, loyalty
Come get it
Don't give a f*ck, anybody come get it
Don't really care if you in the kitchen
Don't really care if you down with it
Yea, my brother use to whip
Yea, my brother use to Crip it
'97 yea I whip it
F*cked her in the back seat
Yea, I know you gonna grip it
Might record the shit nigga
Send the whole world a snippet
(Yes, I know)
Bitch!
(Yes, I know, Yes, I know)
(Yes, I know, Yes, I know)
(Yes, I know)
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Writer: Arkeem Pearson, Deron Culbreth, Jay Scott
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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