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Young M.A – Petty Wap Lyrics

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Young M.A – Petty Wap Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Uh, bag-flipping, cash-tripping, pull up
Beat like a a-s whooping
Stash box, keep the smashing, racks in it
Bought that b—h a Fashion Nova dress just to see a-s in it
Twerk for my Instagram
She just got a hundred missed calls, it’s her man, d–n
Oh that’s your n—a now, huh?
Said you wasn’t with him, now you with him now, huh?
Things different now, huh?
You committed now, huh?
Guess I can’t hit it how I hit now, huh?
Don’t hit me when ya n—a ain’t around
There’s money to be made b—h, I won’t wait around
I flex on her for fun, but I do not play around

“S” on my chest and I keep a cape around
Gang gang with me, yeah I keep like eight around
Even when you think they ain’t around, they around
Woah, woah, woah, we ain’t playing fair
Oh no, no, you don’t want to take it there
Thinking ’bout my next move in my thinking chair
This chip is on my shoulder and it’s staying there
‘Cause I been through a lot of bull
And they can’t stand me ’cause I’m misunderstood
And I need a Backwoods just to give her good good
Ya girl, I like to eat, I hope you like to cook, cook
Used to get the works from my cousin, WupWup
Where the foul, free the guys out the woop woop

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[Hook/Chorus]
Teacher said you’ll never make it
Turn my textbook to a checkbook
I put food on the table
And I did that without a cookbook
I’m rich and they f—–g hate it
And while they looking mad, I’m just looking good

[Verse 2]
Ay, I feel like flexing
B—–s call my phone, don’t feel like texting
My Louis clothes that’s French, that’s what I’m dressed in
Dior my cologne, she said my scent is her obsession
I became possessive, soon as the money came in my possession
I’m selfish, no question
My alarm is set to every second, no resting
My haters spend a lot of time with me, I’m they bestfriend
I’m they bestfriend
Go bestfriend, go bestfriend, go bestfriend, go bestfriend, go bestfriend

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[Hook/Chorus]
Aye, teacher said you’ll never make it
Turn my textbook to a checkbook
I put food on the table
And I did that without a cookbook
I’m rich and they f—–g hate it
And while they looking mad, I’m just looking good
Huh, aye, and while they looking mad, I’m just looking good

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