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Wowowow Video (MV)




Performed By: tampa as in the bay
Length: 2:13
Written by: Timothy Kodner




tampa as in the bay - Wowowow Lyrics




Gripping ledge like benihana
I am not so empty-sama
They thought youngboi embryonic
Stages of my changing product
Passed, buffet: tempeh masala
Hit Huckleberry's
Ramping, racing
Ashing Js on plaid pajamas
In Tampa temps
Ask your friends if i'm effing
Haha
Got spare change, on spare change, in
Chair spaces
Caretaking shit
I do hundreds a day
I swear I vacation
Same style bowl
Same la ti
Don't make scenes
I don't know about all this hubbub
Oh no, I really do not

I'm gonna eat some Floam
I'm gonna get in my underwear, you tot
If this the universe that I am gonna get, oh
I'ma, I'ma, I'ma give it everything I got, yuh

Not all heroes wear capes
That's hearsay, clear through the ears
Of another one
Parquet, Perriers
Bubblegum, chew ropes 'til my teeth break
Beans, choconana
Gimme any, more leeway
Bound to be, shake the drowning
Screws loose in the microwave
Chair, too
I'm scared of downy
So, that's why I fight for gains
Hey, flip the trip C
It's the same thing
I'm so goddamn, motherf*cking silly
Cum in caddy, gum-ready
Twist up seven more phillies
Take a trip up to the southwest
And put them crosshairs on Target
I'm really coolin' forrealy
I fresh like greens from the market
Where the kush people at
Y'all be gooing out, such gusher
Pray that Tampa is, such tuffer
F*cking skreet across that Schoettler
F*cking freak upon these f*ckers
Stray away from an audience
Just so y'all take it how the coffee sips
Cover this
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Gripping ledge like benihana
I am not so empty-sama
They thought youngboi embryonic
Stages of my changing product
Passed, buffet: tempeh masala
Hit Huckleberry's
Ramping, racing
Ashing Js on plaid pajamas
In Tampa temps
Ask your friends if i'm effing
Haha
Got spare change, on spare change, in
Chair spaces
Caretaking shit
I do hundreds a day
I swear I vacation
Same style bowl
Same la ti
Don't make scenes
I don't know about all this hubbub
Oh no, I really do not

I'm gonna eat some Floam
I'm gonna get in my underwear, you tot
If this the universe that I am gonna get, oh
I'ma, I'ma, I'ma give it everything I got, yuh

Not all heroes wear capes
That's hearsay, clear through the ears
Of another one
Parquet, Perriers
Bubblegum, chew ropes 'til my teeth break
Beans, choconana
Gimme any, more leeway
Bound to be, shake the drowning
Screws loose in the microwave
Chair, too
I'm scared of downy
So, that's why I fight for gains
Hey, flip the trip C
It's the same thing
I'm so goddamn, motherf*cking silly
Cum in caddy, gum-ready
Twist up seven more phillies
Take a trip up to the southwest
And put them crosshairs on Target
I'm really coolin' forrealy
I fresh like greens from the market
Where the kush people at
Y'all be gooing out, such gusher
Pray that Tampa is, such tuffer
F*cking skreet across that Schoettler
F*cking freak upon these f*ckers
Stray away from an audience
Just so y'all take it how the coffee sips
Cover this
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Timothy Kodner
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