Wendy (feat. Yung Craka)

Magic, moments
When two hearts are caring
Magic, moments
Memories we've been sharing

Ayy, you all out of luck, I'm spitting my game
I think yo bitch want me
Yeah, come over to fuck and we run a train
Like we playing zombies
Ayy, she thinks I'm the best, I'ma flex on my ex
And these hoes let me fuck 'cause I'm coming up next
I got coin in my chest, I finesse her for neck
And I count up a check and a check and a check
Cash go fast
Spend it on Wendy 'cause she throw it back
Huh, I'm first, ayy, you last
I do the dash and I feel like The Flash
I got me a brand new bag
Bitch I ain’t bluffing I stuff it with racks
Ayy, I make a wish like cancer kids
To get your bitch to kiss my dick (ayy!)

I'm making a brick, I got me a chick
She drivin' me crazy
And now that I'm rich, and now I'm the shit
She wanna have babies
I ain't gonna lie, I won't even try
I'm whippin' Mercedes
Or fuck it a Bentley, I'm with my hoe Wendy
Yeah, that is my lady
I'm making a brick, I got me a chick
She drivin' me crazy
And now that I'm rich, and now I'm the shit
She wanna have babies
I ain't gonna lie, I won't even try
I'm whippin' Mercedes
Or fuck it a Bentley, I'm with my hoe Wendy
Yeah, that is my lady

There ain’t nobody that is better than me
You can look if you need but there's nothing to see
If I want, I'ma cheat, I got hoes on their knees
And I fuck 'em for free while I count up these Gs
And if she not a hoe, she gon' count up my dough
She gone grab on my dick like she rowing a boat
And my chick centerfold but the bitch getting old
So I kick it with Wendy and she get the gold
Ooh, I smashed
I'm boutta turn Wendy into a momma
I got her a brand, new jag'
I hit the gas and you can't see the bottom
These bitches they used, to lag
Now I fuck hoes and I don’t got a condom
My shirt got a brand, new tag
'Cause now every check that I get got a comma

Shotgun Willy

Wendy (feat. Yung Craka)

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