Saturday, 3 September 2016

fetty wap 679

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fetty wap 679 Lyrics, singer by FETTY WAP

[fetty wap:]
yeah, baby, 17
(remy boy lifestyle)
ay, ay look

[fetty wap:]
baby girl, you're so damn fine though
i'm tryna know if i could hit it from behind though
i'm sipping on you like some fine wine though
and when it's over, i press rewind though
you talking bands, girl, i got it
benjamins all in my pocket
i traded in my trues for some robins
he playing batman, fetty's gon' rob him
i got a glock in my 'rari, 17 shots, no 38
i got a glock in my 'rari, 17 shots, no 38

[hook fetty wap:]
i'm like, yeah, she's fine
wonder when she'll be mine
she walk past, i press rewind
to see that ass one more time
and i got this sewed up
remy boyz, they know us
all fast money, no slow bucks
no one can control us
ay, yeah, baby

[montana bucks:]
tell me what you see
is it money or it's me?
i smoke twenty, smell the weed
i got hunnies in my v
they like, monty, can you be my baby daddy, i'm like, yeah
i got robins on my jeans, you see the wings on every pair
all you see is remy boyz, you know my niggas everywhere
and if somebody got a problem, we could meet up anywhere
now go say some
don't you niggas play dumb
you know where we came from
you don't want sauce, no a1

[hook]

[fetty wap:]
zoowap, monty
zoowap, monty
yeah, baby, remy boyz


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