Karaoke Waikiki Flow by Shy Glizzy — sing along with lyrics on Singa

Waikiki Flow Karaoke

Shy Glizzy

LyricsWaikiki Flow

If they wrap your body up

they ain't gon' remember you

Used to pour the drank up

had too many minerals

Hop on the jet

might fly to Senegal

Y'all do baguettes

I'ma do the emeralds

All on the islands

nah I'm not Gilligan

Bad bitch talk loud

must be Dominican

Wrist on ice cube

all about the Benjamins

Thought they didn't like me

now they wanna be

friends again

Pussy so wet

she soaked my Versace

Gave me more head

than she gave me body

Bitch thinkin' she slick'

cause she fuckin' Lil Yachty

Shout out my n###a

just beat a lil' body

N####s actin' like Big Meech

on the iPad

RIP

n####s gon' type that

Love all my fans

even if I don't write back

Ask your favorite rapper

where the fuck

he get his stripes at

Watches don't tick tock

you should see my wrist lock

Bang bang Glizzy Gang

bitch I got a big Glock

And I went platinum

way before hiphop

Used to play knickknock

now I got rich opps

Almost caught me a case

but these n####s be tellin'

I done caught me a wave

then a n###a start sailin'

Rollin' big Backwoods

of that MegaWellness

Ain't good in one hood

these n####s be wildin'

1942 know what she goin' do

Fuck her to some Bad Bunny

we gon' make a porn too

Screaming free Ralo

used to sell dogfood

Please don't make

the wrong move

sic the dog on you

This is an encore

fuck I gotta front for

Runnin' with some n####s

who'll kick in your front door

Naturally bad but

she love the damn contour

European swag

tell a fuck n###a bonjour

All this swag

make a fuck n###a mad

All this swag

make a fuck n###a mad

All this swag

got me in my bag

Oh all this swag

make a n###a jet lag

Ham ass n####s they

ain't blockin' my path

They envy a n###a

they jockin' my swag

I got a 40 cal in the man bag

Forty thousand on merch

what you think they gon' say

I got a bitch

look like Meagan Good

When she playin' 'em waist-deep

lil' bitch she a freak

I just bought me

a coupe with the trunk in

The hood and the bitch

ain't come with a key

I gotta keep me an ARP

in case a fuck n###a ever

try to run up on me

I was on the corner

like Champ Bailey

Tryna pick off every n###a

tryna get one on me

Fucking on models

Victoria's Secret

Look at my pockets

they on Rakeisha

Wake they ass up boy

I heard they got sleepy

KiKi ain't love me

I'm in Waikiki

On my sneaks

fifteen hundred my feet

And he wasn't worth a body

so I'd rather murk a beat

I done lost a couple of mine

fuckin' with these streets

But you better bet

the other side feelin' my grief

These n####s be hurtin'

that hatin' not workin'

Screaming free the gang

they couldn't stop murderin'

I'm fuckin' your bitch

she know that you purpin'

She lovin' my drip

a n###a be surfin'

I ain't goin' outside

'less I got a cutter on me

I ain't been the same n###a

since they took

my brother from me

Name your top five dude

ain't got nothin' on me

Really could've fucked your main

but I ain't have a rubber on me

These n####s be hurtin'

that hatin' not workin'

Screaming free the gang

they couldn't stop murderin'

I'm fuckin' your bitch

she know that you purpin'

She lovin' my drip

a n###a be surfin'

I ain't goin' outside

'less I got a cutter on me

I ain't been the same n###a

since they took

my brother from me

Name your top five dude

ain't got nothin' on me

Really could've fucked your main

but I ain't have a rubber on me

'Member I ain't have a rubber on me

Publisher
Warner/chappell Music Scand Ab
Copyright owner
James Cyr, Ebony Naomi Oshunrinde, Marquis King