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Waste

 

Waste


Why you niggas moving waste?
Waste, waste, waste, waste, waste
I'm never out of line and I'm never out of place
Place, place, place, place, place
But everywhere I go I see you niggas moving waste
Waste, waste, waste, waste, waste
You see me getting money now you niggas feel the way
Way, way, way, way, way
But everywhere I go I see you niggas moving waste

If there's a problem come and say it to my face
Never in the gym, a skinny nigga moving weight
Ran out of syrup, all the fiends call me Ace
Now you know a nigga pay
Head was amazing so I had to call her Grace
She fell in love with me, I said "no I need my space"
I'm lapping every nigga, every nigga in the race
Woah, I had to catch my pace
Lantz turned it up, you know I got to feel the base
I'm always in the kitchen serving niggas with the plates
Nowadays I see you niggas moving waste
I got a question

Why you niggas moving waste?
Waste, waste, waste, waste, waste
I'm never out of line and I'm never out of place
Place, place, place, place, place
But everywhere I go I see you niggas moving waste
Waste, waste, waste, waste, waste
You see me getting money now you niggas feel the way
Way, way, way, way, way
But everywhere I go I see you niggas moving waste

T your nigga mama but they love me in the states
Cash cow Jacuzzi, man I had to raise the stakes
I need matching Rollies, they're for me and all my mates
And my girl's done with Tiffany, it's only Cartier
My chain's playing hockey and I dangle on the skates
It's me and all my niggas and they down to catch a case
I ain't picking up my line, I ain't dealing with no fakes
And every time I drive by I'm inflating all my rates
If you ask me how I'm doing I'ma say I'm doing great
She blowing out my candle while I'm dicking out her cake
I ain't dealing with no fix
I got a question nigga

Why you niggas moving waste?
Waste, waste, waste, waste, waste
I'm never out of line and I'm never out of place
Place, place, place, place, place
But everywhere I go I see you niggas moving waste
Waste, waste, waste, waste, waste
You see me getting money now you niggas feel the way
Way, way, way, way, way
But everywhere I go I see you niggas moving waste

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