AJ TRACEY – WIFEY RIDDIM 3

Lyrics

Steel Banglez, Banglez, Banglez
It's "Wifey" part three
My Gucci says, "Blind for love," I can’t see, yeah
My girl, you can't be
But I wanna see you up and out of them jeans, yeah
It's "Wifey" part three
If you’re blowin' up my phone, I'll leave you on "Read," yeah
I'm done with them fiends (Uh)
I'm a playboy, babe, got girl from those scenes, yeah (Ayy, ayy)
I'm a playboy, shouts Carti (Cash Carti)
My brothers turn my brand new condo to a party (To a what?)
If she got a back, I'll get a whine off someone's aunty
I got the gyal ’dem drippin’ water like my Carti'
Oops, I meant Rollie
Shout my exes, only girls that really know me (Yeah, they know)
I’ll lay it down right in the block all in my Stoney (My stoney)
I got these boogers in my watch, are not a bogie (Not a bogie)
Young A, already know me (AJ)
I miss Jas', that back made me spaz (Ayy, Jas')
Good like neck from Persia or Taz (Oh, boy)
Ann knows her bodies A1 but she ducks me, though
I love it when her nookie clean like a tuxedo (Love it)
Ethiopian gyal are too blessed, ya know (Blessed)
They ain't ever lettin’ mandem take a stress, ya know (No stress)
How the hell'd you fit that back up in that dress? Ya know (How you did?)
My brothas tryna check your mates, this ain't chess, ya know? (Yeah)
It's "Wifey" part three
My Gucci says, "Blind for love," I can't see, yeah
My girl, you can't be
But I wanna see you up and out of them jeans, yeah
It's "Wifey" part three
If you're blowin' up my phone, I'll leave you on "Read," yeah
I'm done with them fiends
I'm a playboy, babe, got girl from those scenes, yeah
I love an Essex jawn
She tryna give me top while I stretch and yawn (In the a.m.)
My Irish girl Lisa always got the treasure in her panties
But she duckin' like a leprechaun (What you runnin' for, B?)
But that's too bad, I need a Hannah B 'cause she bad (Call me)
Ayy, I love her breasts, but, boy, I need ass (I want ass)
I ain't really drivin' for now, I'm in cabs (Cab ting)
If I ain't with a yattie, I'm cookin' up in lab
No posin', I need a girl who don't breathe when she blows it
I love a blonde ting, and Vicky's explosive (Explosive)
But she knows it
We might have to part ways like Moses
Girl know I'm young, I'm rich, and I'm hung
Some put that pineapple all up in that glass and rum
If you did me dirty and you see me, best run
'Cause my niggas got the pum-p-pum-p-pums, yeah
It's "Wifey" part three
My Gucci says, "Blind for love," I can't see, yeah
My girl, you can't be
But I wanna see you up and out of them jeans, yeah
It's "Wifey" part three
If you're blowin' up my phone, I'll leave you on "Read," yeah
I'm done with them fiends (Uh)
I'm a playboy, babe, got girl from those scenes, yeah (Ayy, ayy)

Paroles (Traduction)

Steel Banglez, Banglez, Banglez
C'est la partie trois de "Wifey"
Mon Gucci dit, "Aveugle par l'amour", je ne vois pas, ouais
Ma chérie, tu ne peux pas l'être
Mais je veux te voir sortir de ce jean, ouais
C'est la partie trois de "Wifey"
Si tu me bombardes de messages, je te laisserai en "Lu", ouais
J'en ai fini avec ces drogués (Uh)
Je suis un playboy, chérie, j'ai des filles de ces scènes, ouais (Ayy, ayy)
Je suis un playboy, salutations à Carti (Cash Carti)
Mes frères transforment mon tout nouvel appartement en fête (En quoi?)
Si elle a de belles fesses, je vais danser sur la tante de quelqu'un
J'ai les filles qui dégoulinent d'eau comme mon Carti'
Oops, je voulais dire Rollie
Salut à mes ex, seules les filles qui me connaissent vraiment (Ouais, elles savent)
Je vais tout te dire directement dans le quartier avec ma Stoney (Ma Stoney)
J'ai ces diamants dans ma montre, ce ne sont pas des saletés (Pas des saletés)
Young A, ils me connaissent déjà (AJ)
J'adore Jas', ce dos me rend fou (Ayy, Jas')
Bon comme un coup de langue de Perse ou de Taz (Oh, mec)
Ann sait que ses courbes sont au top mais elle m'évite
J'adore quand sa chose est propre comme un smoking (J'adore)
Les filles éthiopiennes sont trop bénies, tu sais (Bénies)
Elles ne laissent jamais les gars stresser, tu sais (Pas de stress)
Comment diable as-tu rentré ce dos dans cette robe ? Tu sais (Comment tu as fait ?)
Mes frères essayent de vérifier tes potes, ce n'est pas un jeu d'échecs, tu sais ? (Ouais)
C'est la partie trois de "Wifey"
Mon Gucci dit, "Aveugle par l'amour", je ne peux pas

Thématique Luxe

Style UK rap

Keywords Luxe, Rap

Entités normées AJ Tracey, Nico Bellisario, Not3s