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Wavy Wallace - Pha Real Lyrics



Wavy Wallace - Pha Real Lyrics
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I need some rickity racks
She let me hit from the back
Oohhh, Ass is soft and its fat
I cannot get too attached
I just be stating the facts
I make chain react
Oohhh, Uber the car is black
She had a heart attack
I stay with all the fax
You stay wit all the cap
Aye why your water tap
You do not ball or trap
You just a groupie fa real
I make the movie fa real
My closet just Ksubi fa real
Neon like Uzi Pharell
Gunnin' like you knew the drill
You switch up ya team like Lou Will
I had to vacuum the seal
Perky and Addy the pills
Yeah I stay right in the field
She spent the night then i killed
You off the white like Jaleel
I got off white on my heels
My shit be hitting like scammers
You know I stay with a blammer
OriginalFani bandana
You watch me like dont change the channel
I humped her on wednesday no camel
Bossed up like Tony Montana
Used to put Act in the Fanta
I was one bad mamajama
My son out in Louisiana
What is you doin lil baby
I had to country my grammer
Im just a dude from the 80's
I let it with the hammer
Live on the Eastside of Atlanta
Oh yeah I stay with the sack
Baby keep calling me Santa
I need some rickity racks
She let me hit from the back
Oohhh, Ass is soft and its fat
I cannot get too attached
I just be stating the facts
I make chain react
Oohhh, Uber the car is black
She had a heart attack
I stay with all the fax
You stay wit all the cap
Aye why your water tap
You do not ball or trap
You just a groupie fa real
I make the movie fa real
My closet just Ksubi fa real
Neon like Uzi Pharell
Gunnin' like you knew the drill
You switch up ya team like Lou Will
I had to vacuum the seal
Perky and Addy the pills
Yeah I stay right in the field
She spent the night then i killed
You off the white like Jahlil
I got off white on my heels
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I need some rickity racks
She let me hit from the back
Oohhh, Ass is soft and its fat
I cannot get too attached
I just be stating the facts
I make chain react
Oohhh, Uber the car is black
She had a heart attack
I stay with all the fax
You stay wit all the cap
Aye why your water tap
You do not ball or trap
You just a groupie fa real
I make the movie fa real
My closet just Ksubi fa real
Neon like Uzi Pharell
Gunnin' like you knew the drill
You switch up ya team like Lou Will
I had to vacuum the seal
Perky and Addy the pills
Yeah I stay right in the field
She spent the night then i killed
You off the white like Jaleel
I got off white on my heels
My shit be hitting like scammers
You know I stay with a blammer
OriginalFani bandana
You watch me like dont change the channel
I humped her on wednesday no camel
Bossed up like Tony Montana
Used to put Act in the Fanta
I was one bad mamajama
My son out in Louisiana
What is you doin lil baby
I had to country my grammer
Im just a dude from the 80's
I let it with the hammer
Live on the Eastside of Atlanta
Oh yeah I stay with the sack
Baby keep calling me Santa
I need some rickity racks
She let me hit from the back
Oohhh, Ass is soft and its fat
I cannot get too attached
I just be stating the facts
I make chain react
Oohhh, Uber the car is black
She had a heart attack
I stay with all the fax
You stay wit all the cap
Aye why your water tap
You do not ball or trap
You just a groupie fa real
I make the movie fa real
My closet just Ksubi fa real
Neon like Uzi Pharell
Gunnin' like you knew the drill
You switch up ya team like Lou Will
I had to vacuum the seal
Perky and Addy the pills
Yeah I stay right in the field
She spent the night then i killed
You off the white like Jahlil
I got off white on my heels
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Writer: Cornel Wallace
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Performed By: Wavy Wallace
Language: English
Length: 2:14
Written by: Cornel Wallace

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