WICHA MAMMA ft. L Hyness Lyrics

Don't make it, don't make it

Don't make it, don't make it

Don't make it, don't make it difficult

Wanna get physical, don't want to injure you, lil baby

No I'm not into you

Know what I said to you, if there was a way, would've taken it back, don't make me

Don't make me stay with you, lil baby, nah

I shlide leave you shlimey because I'm a Shlaat, huh

Like drumma and beat on that, yeah

I beat on that ass and they dash

I'm married to Jane yes The Gas

What's in the bag? it's probably the stish, huh

Nigga

One wrong move, you be catchin' these hands

Not your mama, but I'm wipin' your nose

All my niggas will be there when I blow

Achoo, Nigga bless you, ayy

Gettin' honey like I'm Winnie the Pooh

Savin the world and I do it like Gru

Sick with these bars, I ain't catchin' no flue

M on my head and you know what he do

Destroyin' planets like Vegita yeah

All of a sudden I be fiendin', yeah

Fuck a bitch, now she be tweakin', yeah

With your mama, smokin

weed in here

Yeah, yeah, yeah, with your mama, iya, yea, yea, nigga, I'm with your mama, yeah, yeah

Don't make it, huh yeah yeah

Don't make it, huh yeah yeah

Don't make it, don't make it difficult

Wanna get physical, don't want to injure you, lil baby

No I'm not into you

Know what I said to you, if there was a way, would've taken it back, don't make me

Don't make me stay with you, lil baby, nah

I shlide leave you shlimey because I'm a Shlaat, huh

Like drumma and beat on that, yeah

I beat on that ass and they dash

I'm married to Jane yes The Gas

What's in the bag? it's probably the stish, huh

Won't treat you like mademoiselle

I, I beat it up and I won't tell, huh

I eat it up, don't mind the smell

I, I beat it like boxing for real

Like Tyson I kill and give praise to Allah, huh

I really just need me a lot, huh

Translation

Ndi kho toda zwothe vhangasi nkone give me a.. huh

I really just need me the guap

uh, yeah, give me the guap, uh

And shawty just give me the top, uh, uh, give me the top

Huh

Don't make it, don't make it difficult

Wanna get physical, don't want to injure you, lil baby

No I'm not into you

Know what I said to you, if there was a way, would've taken it back, don't make me

Don't make me stay with you, lil baby, nah

I shlide leave you shlimey because I'm a Shlaat, huh

Like drumma and beat on that, yeah