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Wanted by Sheck Wes


[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah
Mudboy!
b**ch!
Mudboy!
b**ch!
(One, two)
[Verse 1]
Where’s the, where’s the… gas, gas?
Roll it up, puff-puff, pass-pass
Never too many, grab bags
Too many hoes with fat ass
Hole in the back of your head like a snapback
It ain’t no scheme when you tryna get the scouts back (b**ch)
Too many funny, sh*t like “Nigga, where the scouts at?” (Where?)
I like bad hoes (b**ch), they like me back (Yeah)
I got mad hoes (Yeah), gotta subtract (I got hoes)
Nigga ain’t tried me so don’t watch that (I got hoes)
‘Til a nigga try me, don’t watch that (No)
I ain’t Dej Loaf (Try me), nigga try that (Try me)
Get toe-tagged (b**ch), get body-bagged (Try me)
Cause we gon’ turn up, and leave the boy sad
‘Cause in the f**king world, this sh*t gets so mad
But it’s a grimy world, we was ’bout that (‘Bout that)
If i’s a grimy world, then niggas bout that
b**ch!
I mean, that’s what it is, niggas
b**ch!
[Chorus]
‘Cause on 14th Street, I was wanted (Wanted)
34th street, I was wanted (Wanted)
116th, I was wanted (Yeah)
It’s a grimy world (b**ch) ’cause niggas on sh*t (Yeah)
116th, I was wanted (Wanted)
34th street, I was wanted (Wanted)
14th street, I was wanted (b**ch)
If it’s a grimy world (b**ch), then niggas ’bout sh*t (Uh)
[Verse 2]
Sheck Wes the hottest in the country (Uh)
Pull up on you blowin’ straight funky (Funky)
Lil Jon, how I get crunky (Yeah)
She on that posion (Uh), gettin’ drunk, yeah
Like I got asthma, can never leave the pump, yeah
‘Cause it’s a grimy world (Huh), ’cause niggas want want sh*t (want sh*t)
They’ll suffocate ya, like so quick
But this sh*t in my nature, I grew up too quick
I used to take the train to act a ass in public (Public)
And now my f**kin’ bae still act a ass in public (Yeah)
Lust boys, 30-plus, you should rush it
Run up in the spot, and go dummy (Uh)
Where we from, they don’t give, so we don’t got sh*t (Got sh*t)
They leave us young niggas with no options (No options)
They leave us young niggas with the robbin’ (Robbin’)
But I was Robin Hood (Hood), when I was robbin’ (Givin’)
Free my brother, AP, went down for the plottin’ (b**ch!)
Free my nigga, Mike, he went down for the plottin’ (b**ch)
Where we from, they don’t give, so we don’t got sh*t (b**ch)
‘Cause it’s a grimy world, and niggas ’bout sh*t (‘Bout sh*t)
[Chorus]
I said on 14th street, I was wanted (Wanted)
34th street, I was wanted (Wanted)
116th, I was wanted (b**ch)
If it’s a grimy world (b**ch), then niggas ’bout sh*t (Yeah)
59th street, I was wanted (Woo!)
Lustboys, nigga, we was wanted (Uh-uh)
Lustboys stay f**king wanted (Uh)
‘Cause we was young niggas (b**ch) that never had sh*t (Broke boys)
Gas, gas
‘Cause we was young niggas that never had sh*t (Broke boys)
Gas, gas
(With my, with my)
b**ch!
Gas, gas
(With my, with my, with my, with my)
b**ch, b**ch
Immigrants, nigga
(Broke boys)
b**ch! b**ch!



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