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Fuck Your Wifey Video (MV)




Performed By: Greglamontt
Language: English
Length: 1:41
Written by: Gregory Smith




Greglamontt - Fuck Your Wifey Lyrics
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Yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy
Uh, I been goin' f*ckin' crazy, f*ck ya wifey, f*ck ya mammy
Know these peasants cannot get a f*ckin' hand me
Cause I work hard for it, it wasn't f*ckin' handed
And I know this shit my own cause it's branded
And it stay sharp like it's Shannon
Spark the blunt, load the cannon
Family eat, f*ck a famine
This shit prestige, this shit classy
And I'm sellin' to the masses
You Can't stop what is happenin
Pussy fire, lay it down, I'm a drag in
And I'm filmin' all the action
You can't feel me, call it braggin
And I'm movin', never stagnant
All these decimals and fractions, it's the money that I'm stackin
See the vision, gotta grab it
And it seemin' automatic
All the smoke in the basement, hotbox in the attic
New whip, carbon fiber, so you know I Matte black it
And I had to go dumb, bitch, like it, so I grabbed it
And I ain't your f*ckin' pappy, but bitch, you call me daddy
Yeah, I'm good
I been goin' f*ckin' crazy, F*ck ya
Wifey, f*ck ya mammy
Know these peasants cannot get a f*ckin' hand me
Cause I work hard for it, wasn't f*ckin' hand it
And I know this shit my own cause it's brand new
And it stay sharp like it's Shannon
Spark the blunt, load the cannon
Family eat, f*ck a family
This shit prestige, this shit classy
And I'm sellin' to the masses
I been goin' f*ckin' crazy, f*ck your wifey, f*ck your mammy
Cause I work hard for it, it wasn't f*ckin' handy
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Yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy
Uh, I been goin' f*ckin' crazy, f*ck ya wifey, f*ck ya mammy
Know these peasants cannot get a f*ckin' hand me
Cause I work hard for it, it wasn't f*ckin' handed
And I know this shit my own cause it's branded
And it stay sharp like it's Shannon
Spark the blunt, load the cannon
Family eat, f*ck a famine
This shit prestige, this shit classy
And I'm sellin' to the masses
You Can't stop what is happenin
Pussy fire, lay it down, I'm a drag in
And I'm filmin' all the action
You can't feel me, call it braggin
And I'm movin', never stagnant
All these decimals and fractions, it's the money that I'm stackin
See the vision, gotta grab it
And it seemin' automatic
All the smoke in the basement, hotbox in the attic
New whip, carbon fiber, so you know I Matte black it
And I had to go dumb, bitch, like it, so I grabbed it
And I ain't your f*ckin' pappy, but bitch, you call me daddy
Yeah, I'm good
I been goin' f*ckin' crazy, F*ck ya
Wifey, f*ck ya mammy
Know these peasants cannot get a f*ckin' hand me
Cause I work hard for it, wasn't f*ckin' hand it
And I know this shit my own cause it's brand new
And it stay sharp like it's Shannon
Spark the blunt, load the cannon
Family eat, f*ck a family
This shit prestige, this shit classy
And I'm sellin' to the masses
I been goin' f*ckin' crazy, f*ck your wifey, f*ck your mammy
Cause I work hard for it, it wasn't f*ckin' handy
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Writer: Gregory Smith
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