"WYC4" lyrics
MIKE & Tony Seltzer Lyrics
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Uh, I'll give you what you came for (Ah, ah, what you-)
I'll give you what you came for (Tony), what you got
I never learned to skateboard, but I learned to grind
So my niggas had to make more, so they turned to crime
When they told me I would stay poor, learned to rob
Ma, I gotta claim more, love the way I rhyme
She like, "Why you give me cake for?" You buyin' Saint La-
I reminded her a break boy, dancin' on her box
When-when I'm out the States, drink-drinkin' in a bar
I got Cartier like Playboi, acres on a high
Why I'm known in every state for? Stayin' on the line
I'm the man in every wave form, handin' a nigga law
I know passive how I came off, manic in the thoughts
Know it gave a nigga day jobs, stayin' on the block
Sta-stack in case the rain fall, hit me for the drought
On this path, but I take long, thank you for the route
Talkin' bad on niggas names, dog, ready for a fight
You get spun like I'm the 8 ball, nigga, and the star
Leave you battered for a great cause, shake a nigga fries
No, I ain't a game, but you got
Nah, I never learned to stakeboard, but I learned to grind
So my niggas had to make more, so they turned to crime
When they told me I would stay poor, learned to rob
What you came for
I'll give you what you came for, what you got
I never learned to skateboard, but I learned to-
So my niggas had to make more, so they turned to-
And they told me I would stay poor when I'm-
I'll give you what you came for
Give you what you came for
I'll give you what you came for
Give you what you came for
I'll give you what you came for
Give you what you-
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Uh, I'll give you what you came for (Ah, ah, what you-)
I'll give you what you came for (Tony), what you got
I never learned to skateboard, but I learned to grind
So my niggas had to make more, so they turned to crime
When they told me I would stay poor, learned to rob
Ma, I gotta claim more, love the way I rhyme
She like, "Why you give me cake for?" You buyin' Saint La-
I reminded her a break boy, dancin' on her box
When-when I'm out the States, drink-drinkin' in a bar
I got Cartier like Playboi, acres on a high
Why I'm known in every state for? Stayin' on the line
I'm the man in every wave form, handin' a nigga law
I know passive how I came off, manic in the thoughts
Know it gave a nigga day jobs, stayin' on the block
Sta-stack in case the rain fall, hit me for the drought
On this path, but I take long, thank you for the route
Talkin' bad on niggas names, dog, ready for a fight
You get spun like I'm the 8 ball, nigga, and the star
Leave you battered for a great cause, shake a nigga fries
No, I ain't a game, but you got
Nah, I never learned to stakeboard, but I learned to grind
So my niggas had to make more, so they turned to crime
When they told me I would stay poor, learned to rob
What you came for
I'll give you what you came for, what you got
I never learned to skateboard, but I learned to-
So my niggas had to make more, so they turned to-
And they told me I would stay poor when I'm-
I'll give you what you came for
Give you what you came for
I'll give you what you came for
Give you what you came for
I'll give you what you came for
Give you what you-
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