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Eli - I Wanna Lyrics




I wanna whip
I wanna ship
I want my tip
Thirty Rollie's on my wrist
Way I'm shooting, I can't miss
You might get hit
You might get sick
Everybody wants my gift
Only if you work that shift

All of y'all goofy, man don't even play me
You think you know me, man you can't contain me
Making hits, yeah I do it a daily
Organic energy, you need a Xanny
Phantom soon bitch, then call me Danny
How he so good, yeah that's uncanny
Wait three years, I'm at the Grammys

And I won't stop
No, I won't stop
Not till I look down at you from the top
Your girl, she call this a bop
She waits outside when I drop
Got some fans, who woulda thought
Now I'm on stage, oh my god
Work alone, me and my squad
Another day at the job

Yeah, Yeah
I can't stop making hits, aye yeah
No, Whoa
I can't wait till I'm on, aye yeah
Yeah, Yeah
I can't mess this up, oh no
No, No
I can't stop cuz

I wanna whip
I wanna ship
I want my tip
Thirty Rollie's on my wrist
Way I'm shooting, I can't miss
You might get hit
You might get sick
Everybody wants my gift
Only if you work that shift

All of y'all goofy, man don't even play me
You think you know me, man you can't contain me
Making hits, yeah I do it a daily
Organic energy, you need a Xanny
Phantom soon bitch, then call me Danny
How he so good, yeah that's uncanny
Wait three years, I'm at the Grammys
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English

I wanna whip
I wanna ship
I want my tip
Thirty Rollie's on my wrist
Way I'm shooting, I can't miss
You might get hit
You might get sick
Everybody wants my gift
Only if you work that shift

All of y'all goofy, man don't even play me
You think you know me, man you can't contain me
Making hits, yeah I do it a daily
Organic energy, you need a Xanny
Phantom soon bitch, then call me Danny
How he so good, yeah that's uncanny
Wait three years, I'm at the Grammys

And I won't stop
No, I won't stop
Not till I look down at you from the top
Your girl, she call this a bop
She waits outside when I drop
Got some fans, who woulda thought
Now I'm on stage, oh my god
Work alone, me and my squad
Another day at the job

Yeah, Yeah
I can't stop making hits, aye yeah
No, Whoa
I can't wait till I'm on, aye yeah
Yeah, Yeah
I can't mess this up, oh no
No, No
I can't stop cuz

I wanna whip
I wanna ship
I want my tip
Thirty Rollie's on my wrist
Way I'm shooting, I can't miss
You might get hit
You might get sick
Everybody wants my gift
Only if you work that shift

All of y'all goofy, man don't even play me
You think you know me, man you can't contain me
Making hits, yeah I do it a daily
Organic energy, you need a Xanny
Phantom soon bitch, then call me Danny
How he so good, yeah that's uncanny
Wait three years, I'm at the Grammys
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Writer: Byron Cantillano
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Performed By: Eli
Language: English
Length: 2:27
Written by: Byron Cantillano

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