Wolfacola II Lyrics

Aye, aye, aye, aye,

And that lil bitch be a snitch flickin' for the switch

When I shoot my shot I blow it ain't no callin' me a Bitch

Its my god that i'm followin' but I ain't tryna sin

So I dedicate my life to this

Shooting all the threes I don't miss

Shawty fuckin' for the bliss

Cant diss this

Mix it up like Swiss miss

She open like a present celebratin' Christmas

Aye

Now lick a dick

Shawty wanna lick a dick

Get to fucking now im trucking now she limping

No gimping

I'm pimping

Staying sturdy yeah I'm sipping

No tripping

I'm cooking on this beat like im in a kitchen

Had to kick her out cuz she wouldnt stop the bitchin

Wolfacola new edition

Reel a bitch in like im fishing

Yeah we whiping

And im goin zoom

Rolling back we bring the doom

For you there is no room

My dick up in the womb

Look out when i bring the boom

Off the shrooms

Highest in the room

Risin' out the tomb

Bitch be flyin to the moon

Cant be fucking with you goons

And we sweet like a prune

Fucking shawty till the noon

And we banging to the tune

We just tryna make a mood

And the lil bitch be a snitch flickin for the switch

When i shoot my shot i blow it aint no callin me a Bitch

Its my god that im followin but I ain't tryna sin

So I dedicate my life to this

Shooting all the threes I don't miss

Shawty fuckin for the bliss

Cant diss this

Mix it up like swiss miss

She open like a present celebratin' Christmas