The Pro Letarians - Wavy lyrics

rate me

All my niggas bout that, all my niggas bout that

Hitting that chick would tell you good night

Spitting that shit you wish you could write

Niggas in the kitchen like a good wife

All my niggas bout that hood life

I done seen niggas take a ground walk

Seem these niggas had the wrong goals

Had to set aside my own goals

Now my girl gotta check a nigga phone more

Your hoe in my car lot, cause I’ma make sure we all ball

So I’m about to need them draws off

I go to work, you call off

Ah, can’t a young nigga get money anymore?

I’ma put this all, you gonn drop it to the floor

Go low damn girl you wanna roll

You don’t even need a pole

Puttin on a show, little do they know

God damn it, I’m a beast out, yeah

And this my year

Don’t none knows better, so we do it right here

Let me make that clear

I’ma come and I’ma kill it on a regular basis

Thinking she the shit then I’ma tell her she basic

Then tell her I can be the one to upgrade you

Like the L, have an elevation, celebration

Cause we wavy

And can’t nobody phaze me, if I’m wavy

Now she wanna have my baby

When we wavy, wavy

Lately everything’s been wavy

So I’m laced up

Cause if you stay ready

You ain’t got to get ready

If you ain’t got your weight up

Then you need to get heavy

Real nigga in my obituary

If it ain’t real, it ain’t in m dictionary

I’m an young soul, but I think old

I’m like live in the moment, that case I never be old

I’m trying, to get as many things I can before I cash out

Tell me I be rich forever when they beat the math out

Only matter of time for a nigga to the fast route

Only matter time for my niggas pull they macs out

Oh lord, protect me from these niggas till I max out

Oh lord, give us everything that we ask bout

All we gotta take the back route

Push em in the corner where you know they can’t back out

Lyrically, I just got the feeling I spazzed out

Seriously, niggas gotta see where we at now

Let em know we on that now

In the type of songs you black out

All my niggas bout that, all my niggas bout that

All my niggas bout that, all my niggas bout that

When you wavy, when you wavy

When you wavy, when you wavy

And can’t nobody phaze me, if I’m wavy

Now she wanna have my baby

When we wavy, wavy

Lately everything’s been wavy

So I’m laced up

Cause if you stay ready

You ain’t got to get ready

If you ain’t got your weight up

Then you need to get heavy

Real nigga in my obituary

If it ain’t real, it ain’t in m dictionary.