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Sector 9 (feat. Kill Kiko & Thewizardsprogram) Video (MV)






TJ $uavé - Sector 9 (feat. Kill Kiko & Thewizardsprogram) Lyrics
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[ Featuring Kill$et ]

Uh, ayy, yo, uh
Wavy, baby, I'm better than dishes
Mind your business, don't worry bout my bitches
Raisin' bars, I ain't talkin' bout fitness
Still the wave, he gon' sleep with the fishes
Had my stripes since I came out the Navy
Wanna f*ck me, then pay me, I'm coolin' with Katie
She sniffin' on Katie, the bitch is annoying
But that be my baby, ooh, wait...
Brand new Dior, I just shipped to the store
F*ck a lil' whore till her pussy is sore
Got a lil' older, but bitch, I'm the boy
Still ridin' around in a foreign little toy
Getting her wet like we close to shore
Fresh as a casket, I dug up a corpse
Drippin' for sport
I told her lately that I been feeling a type of way
She told me baby don't you worry we can fly away
I keep a stainless dragon foot around my pinky yeah
And a Protecta round my wrist and I can get it wet
My life exclusive and I know just how you feel I know you see
I touch 10 racks when I was 20, it had set a nigga free
I told my bro you better watch all your surroundings you gone see
These people plotting on yo every move, don't let em think you weak
I told her lately that, I been feeling a type of way
She told me baby don't, you worry we can fly away
I keep a stainless dragon foot, around my pinky yeah
And a Protecta round my wrist, and I can get it wet
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Uh, ayy, yo, uh
Wavy, baby, I'm better than dishes
Mind your business, don't worry bout my bitches
Raisin' bars, I ain't talkin' bout fitness
Still the wave, he gon' sleep with the fishes
Had my stripes since I came out the Navy
Wanna f*ck me, then pay me, I'm coolin' with Katie
She sniffin' on Katie, the bitch is annoying
But that be my baby, ooh, wait...
Brand new Dior, I just shipped to the store
F*ck a lil' whore till her pussy is sore
Got a lil' older, but bitch, I'm the boy
Still ridin' around in a foreign little toy
Getting her wet like we close to shore
Fresh as a casket, I dug up a corpse
Drippin' for sport
I told her lately that I been feeling a type of way
She told me baby don't you worry we can fly away
I keep a stainless dragon foot around my pinky yeah
And a Protecta round my wrist and I can get it wet
My life exclusive and I know just how you feel I know you see
I touch 10 racks when I was 20, it had set a nigga free
I told my bro you better watch all your surroundings you gone see
These people plotting on yo every move, don't let em think you weak
I told her lately that, I been feeling a type of way
She told me baby don't, you worry we can fly away
I keep a stainless dragon foot, around my pinky yeah
And a Protecta round my wrist, and I can get it wet
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Writer: Nicholas Peters, Taran Burrell, Thomas Clark
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