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Who Wanna Lyrics

Somebody call the slick police


Capitol W


Weezy Baby


This is the Carter man


Rim low all I can see is the flow now let's go!


Raj ya bangin 'em in the.. Raj I say ya bangin 'em in the..


Raj I say ya bangin 'em in the head wit this one cut!


Weezy Weezy say guard ya face bitch


Weezy say guard ya neck bitch


Weezy Baby this is the Carter





I move it from a eighth to a slab from a slab to a quarter


From a quarter to a half from a half to a hard one


You do the math it's a horror


While I be on the ave gettin off one nineteen for a soft one


Bricks I loft 'em catch him he hot


If I catch you without my scratch I'm stretchin ya out


If you catch me without the burna burn me


I beg of you shoot off the leg of you and kick ya in the ass


I'm dyin of doom I say I'm sick with cash


These eyes are real see straight through ya liquid ass


You see me straight through the glass house picnic wagon


You could see it by my bitch face she thick with ass


Get slick slick I click click blast on ya bitch ass


Squad up shit click or smash on ya bitch ass


Smash on ya bitch ass


Now pick the grass up out ya ass and the caps out ya cap Aye!





[Chorus - 2X]


Who wanna fuck wit me tell 'em I'm waitin for 'em


Who wanna fuck wit me tell 'em I'm waitin for 'em


Who gon fuck wit me I got the blazer for 'em


Who gon fuck wit me do you wanna fuck wit me Naw!





Hustle boy sell a nick to ya mom I'll sell a brick out ya house


I'll sell a brick to a house nigga


I'll send a clip to ya mouth back of the gun to ya nose


Front of the gun to ya clothes I let it rip and I bounce


Lights off young Teddy Pender is out


Mask on scare the fuck out ya but ya ass grown


I wasnt born with no silver spoon


But I can heat it in a spoon and pitch it in a balloon


Tomb sittin in ya room sing for me


But if ya don't gimmie no tune the semi go boom


But if ya dont hear me doe fool the semi go boom


I'm try to make moves but they gimmie no room


I takes my space I blaze the haze take ya babe to space


She gimmie amazing face I sung Amazing Grace


I was once lost but now I'm found


Full of them pounds is how I'm found Aye!





[Chorus - 2X]





Oh! Oh! Bang 'em in da head Whoa!


Oh! Oh! Bang 'em in da face Whoa!


Oh! Oh! Bang 'em in da neck Whoa!


Rim low all I can see is the flow now let's go!





I know how to cook so I buy it soft


I also sell it soft depending the cost


You know thats shells they toss defending they boss


They wipes 'em well across ya dentures like floss


You know I smell ya talk and I swear I knows bullshit and pussy near or far


Ya'll niggaz better gear up for the comin of the boy


From a young'n to a boy to young boy boy


I dump toys boy at ya punk boy toys


Take the pump out the trunk take a chunk out a chump


Baby what have I done I created a monster


Weezy Baby a gangster no wankster


Hell naw I smell ya'll


Didnt know Jam Master well but I rocks wit my shells on


And the block still a hell zone


Get a helmet for you and ya gals dome I suggest! Aye!





[Chorus - 2X]





Bang 'em in da head whoa!


Bang 'em in da face whoa!


Bang 'em in da neck whoa!


Rim low all I can see is the flow now let's go





Bang 'em in da head whoa!


Bang 'em in da face whoa!


Bang 'em in da neck whoa!


Rim low all I can see is ya hoe now let's go