Wazzam

Okay Wazzam
I just got ya girl, the glam
She slide, we slam
Stay fried, no pans
No pants
Made it clap no hands
Throw racks, and bands
Making stacks, my stance
My stance
I love eating pussy like I'm a glutton
Talking shit to me like I ain't bout nothing
Don't try me cause, You know i ain't bluffing
Pussy drive me bananas and make me nut like a muffin
Niggas be stunting, niggas be frontin
Fell in love with fuck nigga, now she feel like she can't trust niggas
But Wazzam, your nigga not in my lane so what's your name
Look at these frames, it's designed by, ahhh, can't even pronounce it
What a shame
Can't see what I see, or feel my pain
When I shoot my shot I got great aim
Don't even do nothing But still get the blame
That's why I come in the booth and spit some flame
When I hit her with this slight curve
I'll do whatever and get away with it
All she gon say is boy you get on my fucking nerves
Coming over the next day, fine old bitch, sucking on a nigga bird
Head while I'm driving by a fucking nerd
Shit so good I fucking swerve
Fucked up my car by hitting a curve...
Wazzam Bitch
I'm in the bidness of breaking backs
This dick make her shiver like Mako packs
And when I deliver I'm taking snacks
You buying my lies and I'm spitting facts
That's selling my tongue and I'm taking tax
I'm so Incredible, hit the Dash
Gotta get a bag
Yo shit really bad
Shikamaru drag
Wait
Man down man down yo
Hands up, stand down yo
Grizz runnin wit the Smash Bro$
Ran down on yo hoes
Tell em Grizz dont encore
'Less she slinging back that throat
It's Tennis, love, backstrokes score
No cap made that ass sore
Okay Wazzam
I just got ya girl, the glam
She slide, we slam
Stay fried, no pans
No pants
Made it clap no hands
Throw racks, and bands
Making stacks, my stance
My stance
We making plans
She showered and smoke in advance
Back it up like a damn
You ain't 'een know she a fan
I just got ya girl, the glam
She slide, we slam
Stay fried, no pans
You know a nigga never lacking
Yo girl said I'm packing
So she paid for all the trips
Hit the dash if I get a whiff of fish
Just tryna have my life full of bliss
A vet now but I been with the shits
You gotta eat the chip before dip
Don't come around if all you want is the tip
I'll ask you what you bouta do then dip
I ain't a player but I got a pinky ring like a pimp
I don't love that hoe but hat's my baby til she start throwing a fit
Shit is puzzling she confused tryna see where she fit
Show her my junk, give her two nuts if she flinch
I can't buy you a house but I can build you a tent
Or you could shack up with me and my lady, but you gon have to pay rent
And I don't have a problem with y'all being more than just friends
I ride accordingly while y'all in the back vibed out getting in
Real bitches do they thing with me it ain't gotta be a Benz
If you can't see that I'm the man
Bitch, tell the Dr. check your lens
Okay Wazzam
I just got your girl, the glam
She slide, I slam
Stay fried, no pans
No pants
Made it clap, no hands
Throw racks, and bands
Making stacks my stance
My stance