"Wavy" lyrics

"Wavy"
(feat. Babyface Ray)

[Peezy:]
Where I grew up, it was shady
Them pussy-ass niggas hated
Used to think I wasn't gon' make it
Now everything so wavy
Everything so wavy, everything so wavy
Everything so wavy, I swear everything so wavy
Everything so wavy, everything so wavy
Everything so wavy, I swear everything so wavy

Where I grew up, it was shady
I used to think I wasn't gon' make it
Ain't never had shit, I had to take it
My first studio was in the basement
Can never turn my back on who raised me
Seen the growth in there since the eighties
We ain't never said a word when they raided
Seen a lot of crazy shit for our ages
I don't chase no hoes, I chase paper
You would never catch me eatin' at Capers
I still sip lean on occasions
Fat nigga dressed in all HBA shit
Do me a favor, don't do me no favors
Bunch of bad bitches, I got different flavors
Niggas be sittin' around jealous hatin'
We ain't never signed a deal with no label
I used to have cable, now I'm on cable
I gotta thank the Lord and be grateful
Can't go to sleep, let's pour another eight up
Just counted out twenty G's on the table
All about my cream and cheese like a bagel
Pops told me, "Don't let a nigga play you"
Mama love me to death, I'm her baby
These pussy niggas hatin' on me 'cause I'm wavy, fuck

Where I grew up, it was shady
Them pussy-ass niggas hated
Used to think I wasn't gon' make it
Now everything so wavy
Everything so wavy, everything so wavy
Everything so wavy, I swear everything so wavy
Everything so wavy, everything so wavy
Everything so wavy, I swear everything so wavy

[Babyface Ray:]
Watch me take off, sprint to that cash
I can't be left to them hoes, they can put whatever on the tab
Just as long as they bad, that's two hundred in there sittin' on the dash
Gettin' head goin' fast, just watchin' out for the cops and the snakes
Why they watchin' my swag?
My shirt, Raf Simons, tryna get it like Russell Simmons
Rollin' weed up, sippin' drank
Brainstormin' 'bout money gettin'
Where I'm from, niggas died there
I gotta thank God I'm livin'
I don't dance, but my diamonds jittin'
I'm wavy, the bitch with me wavy, she just love the feeling
Just found out that that money make her cum
Fuck good, she spinnin'
Don't fuck around and get lost in the sauce, Margiela, paint drippin'
I ain't even got these bitches tied up, niggas think I'm trippin'

[Peezy:]
Where I grew up, it was shady
Them pussy-ass niggas hated
Used to think I wasn't gon' make it
Now everything so wavy
Everything so wavy, everything so wavy
Everything so wavy, I swear everything so wavy
Everything so wavy, everything so wavy
Everything so wavy, I swear everything so wavy


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