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Woodboy Gee - South Beach

[Intro]
I be on that gangster shit, you hear me?
That's Woodboy Gee, man, you know what I'm sayin'?
I'm tryna get behind
I did
Yeah (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Lil' bro keep askin' can he use my kitchen, I don't mind it (I don't mind it)
Bitch just got a BBL, I'm tryna get behind it (I'm tryna get behind)
I'm the type of nigga to knock that pussy off alignment (I did)
And I'm quick to switch a nigga channel with this fire stick
She can't see the vision 'cause she a blind bitch
Feds just hit the spot, I swear to God, but they ain't find shit
Slidin' SRT, I'm on South Beach, I'm with a fine bitch
Say I act like [?], she caught me when she in a bind, bitch

[Verse]
I grew up sellin' dope, we just adapt to our enviornment
Plus I'm off a Perc, shit got mе itchin' like it's [?]
Niggas be on the 'nеt like Peter Parker, they ain't my kind, bitch
Plus I'm draped up every day, my safe filled up with diamonds (Ice)
I'm the king Hulk, a big bird, no, I ain't slimy
I used to cook up crack and sell them lows but now I'm rhymin'
I switched the Rolex to the Patek watch, it's perfect timin'
Plus I gotta stay in my rearview, they might kill me while I'm slidin'
They knowin' I put the hood up on my back
I got 'em out the trenches, slime for like two million, that's a fact
If I don't like the shit I just copped from my plug, I double back
Plus, I like a brown bitch, she dark and thick like Kyla Pratt
Nigga, that's plenty proud
Smokin' line green, five dollar sacks, now I'm smokin' loud
Plus I want my shit the moshpit, jump off in the crowd
I feel like DMX, I'm in the trenches, how it's goin' down?
R.I.P. my nigga, he died for nothin', shit less than a pound
(Fear of God shirt, but I don't feel niggas)
Plus my woadie beggin' for 10K, he might go get a nigga
And when I get them boxes off the plane, you know I'ma split it with you
I'm in the mall, I spent like 5K, these niggas be penny pinchin' (These niggas be penny pinchin'), uh
I feel like 50 Cent, they wanna "Many Men" me
I'm posted up in Liv with like two hoes, you know I'm gettin' jiggy
I call my right wrist R. Kelly, 'cause it's really pissy
When I call my bitch 'za, jump in that pussy, that shit be gettin' sticky, yeah
Niggas tryna shoot me in my back, I know plenty Rickies
Dope boy, I grew up on the block wearin' skinny Dickies
Cuban link on my neck, gotta suck my dick, I ain't gettin' hickeys
These niggas be talkin' shit, I cover my ears, I can't hear 'em really
Just like fish and grease, it's time to [?]
Lil' nigga been say he gettin' more cheese than Gee, lil' nigga, you need to stop it
I'm fly as fuck just like a pilot, gettin' head off in the cockpit
Lil' bro be actin' like Ralo with that dog food, he on his auction
[Chorus]
Lil' bro keep askin' can he use my kitchen, I don't mind it (I don't mind it)
Bitch just got a BBL, I'm tryna get behind it (I'm tryna get behind)
I'm the type of nigga to knock that pussy off alignment (I did)
And I'm quick to switch a nigga channel with this fire stick
She can't see the vision 'cause she a blind bitch
Feds just hit the spot, I swear to God, but they ain't find shit
Slidin' SRT, I'm on South Beach, I'm with a fine bitch
Say I act like [?], she caught me when she in a bind, bitch

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