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Professor Wokhardt (feat. Drix Beats) Video (MV)






Reece Geller featuring HoodFlyJay - Professor Wokhardt (feat. Drix Beats) Lyrics
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Professor Wokhardt Can I just ask u a question
Like how the f*ck you got it
Sipping Robitussin
This Shit f*cking Hard
I'm a f*cking star
Like I'm patrick
U sipping on par
Bitch you Capping
Stop it with the trapping
Chacho pull up with the ratchet
We expose them
Than we cut up
No rebuttal
Fettuccine Bitch
Don't forget the truffle
I got that dirty in my cup
I got the 30 bitch it's tucked
Pull up with the f*cking mud
And you going get it huh?
Get It bih
Thought these were the one's
Nah they all white Balenciaga
Deck my girl out in the prada
And we smoking on the Rasta
Watch me sauce up
Like some pasta
And I'm dressing hella proper
Papichulo
Get it cracking
Don't let DMO catch you lacking
Might just rob you for the package
He a savage bitch no randy
Why her pussy taste like candy
27 rings like Yankees
Pull up in a all white panda
And she get to dropping panties
Pop them flats my name is Stanley
And I got a cup
So bitch just run it up
I don't give a f*ck
Pour a 2 in a 4
And I might just hit the floor but
Floating off the water hash
30 deep in Bahamas
She moving up like the commas
Denim Balenciaga
I do this shit for my momma
Went AMG from the Mazda
And I promise that I'm sober
You ain't gotta ask me twice
I don't care about the price bitch
Just throw it in the bag
I don't care about the money bitch
Just throw it in the jag
Money never bought me time
It only sold my soul
Money never bought me time
It only sold my soul
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Professor Wokhardt Can I just ask u a question
Like how the f*ck you got it
Sipping Robitussin
This Shit f*cking Hard
I'm a f*cking star
Like I'm patrick
U sipping on par
Bitch you Capping
Stop it with the trapping
Chacho pull up with the ratchet
We expose them
Than we cut up
No rebuttal
Fettuccine Bitch
Don't forget the truffle
I got that dirty in my cup
I got the 30 bitch it's tucked
Pull up with the f*cking mud
And you going get it huh?
Get It bih
Thought these were the one's
Nah they all white Balenciaga
Deck my girl out in the prada
And we smoking on the Rasta
Watch me sauce up
Like some pasta
And I'm dressing hella proper
Papichulo
Get it cracking
Don't let DMO catch you lacking
Might just rob you for the package
He a savage bitch no randy
Why her pussy taste like candy
27 rings like Yankees
Pull up in a all white panda
And she get to dropping panties
Pop them flats my name is Stanley
And I got a cup
So bitch just run it up
I don't give a f*ck
Pour a 2 in a 4
And I might just hit the floor but
Floating off the water hash
30 deep in Bahamas
She moving up like the commas
Denim Balenciaga
I do this shit for my momma
Went AMG from the Mazda
And I promise that I'm sober
You ain't gotta ask me twice
I don't care about the price bitch
Just throw it in the bag
I don't care about the money bitch
Just throw it in the jag
Money never bought me time
It only sold my soul
Money never bought me time
It only sold my soul
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Writer: Reece Geller
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