U Sick
Wynne
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Why you say what you say You don't mean what you say In LA, tryna lay Lemme teach you my ways You put that hand on my waist Then let's hop in the range Porn star, baby, hand me over the tape Now I say what I want I don't gotta explain Tell me that you love me Move me up in the ranks I know that I'm bad Why I gotta behave Left me uninvited When we back in the day But they know I been ballin' ever since Now they all tryna get attached (Uhh) Wynne I wish I knew that you were thick Damn you all had to do was ask (Uhh) Gotchu sick, you sick, you sick Boy you sick, you sick, you sick Now you sick, you sick, you sick Now you sick, you sick, you sick Why you say what you say You don't mean what you say In LA, tryna whoa Lemme teach you my ways Don't wanna wait, I'm impatie I got too much at stake 4th quarter, baby, and we back in the game I used to pray for the day We'd no longer relate Getting lean on 'em Like I'm Wayne in the Bape Whole crowd lively I got 600 Blakes I was way ahead You just found out you're late But they know I been ballin ever since Now they all tryna get attached (Uhh) Wynne I wish I knew that you were thick Damn you all had to do was ask (Uhh) Now you're saying that you like me hold on cuz I got options And I probably shouldn't respond cuz it's 5 'o clock, the morning And I maybe had more liquor than usual, I know it so How lucky can you get Boy now I gotchu sick, you sick, you sick Boy you sick, you sick, you sick Now you sick, you sick, you sick Now you sick, you sick, you sick All my Ws in double digits On god I got no misses I'm riding to the game I didn't have to buy the tickets What's good its nice to meet ya We met but I forget him He's striking out with me, and I'm gon' stay behind the picket Check the time ho, check the I'm off to work like hi ho I cant even let him hit but he got high hopes And he's simping so he pick me up some Midol Without a title Okay bring it back to me I had a friend turn their back to me They always try to come back to me I write sins not tragedies Should take their man, turn my back to him So he can see how my back can bend Throw that stick at me like javelin How many — am I averaging Now you're saying that you like me hold on cuz I got options And I probably shouldn't respond cuz it's 5 'o clock, the morning And I maybe had more liquor than usual, I know it so How lucky can you get? Boy now I gotchu sick
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Written by: Kasim Rizvi, Sina Holwerda
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