Wicked Witch
E-Emkay
She want Gucci (Gucci), Louis (Louis), Dior (Dior)
Prada (Prada), Fendi (Fendi), Chanel (Chanel), Balenci' (Balenci')
I want switches (switches), Glocks (Glocks), drums (drums)
Chops (chops), F&Ns (F&Ns), steamers (steamers), and the drum
She want Gucci (yeah), Louis (yeah), Dior (yeah)
Prada (yeah), Fendi (yeah), Chanel (yeah), Balenci' (yeah)
I want switches (yeah), Glocks (yeah), drums (yeah)
Chops (yeah), F&Ns (yeah), steamers (yeah), and the drum
Uh, uh, I'm a wicked nigga, she my wicked witch
Uh, uh, glick in her Chanel, she a wicked bitch
Uh, when we fuck, we cum in sync, we have wicked sex
Uh, uh, keep it up and we gon' make a mini Wick
Uh, uh, bitch, I get that dough like a gentleman
Uh, don't be scared 'cause I got guns, bae, I'm a gentleman (yeah I'm a gentlemen)
Uh, bitches knockin' at my heart, but, I won't let 'em in
Uh, uh, can't get mad, baby, you know I'm a ladies' man
Uh, don't be insecure, your spot's secured, I promise you
Uh, know she safe with me, when evil comes, she know I shoot (she know I shoot)
Uh, trained her very well, when police come I know she mute
Uh, call her pretty every hour though she know she cute
Uh, uh, she know I'm a gangster
Tried to keep me outta trouble so I thank her (I thank her)
You take away my anger (take away my anger)
I need you to hold me down, be my anchor (my anchor)
She take pictures with my banger (take pictures with my banger)
And I hope them niggas know that pussy come with danger
My mama said, "Don't talk to strangers" (don't talk to no strangers)
And 'fore you ever act up, bitch, I see you're stranger (stranger)
Uh, uh, she said, "Fix your shirt, bae, your gun showin'"
Uh, uh, I said, "Fix your shorts, bae, your butt showin'"
She know if I up this torch then this gun blowin'
I say, "Them hoes can't fuck with you," she say, "Bae, I'm knowin'"
She want Gucci (Gucci), Louis (Louis), Dior (Dior)
Prada (Prada), Fendi (Fendi), Chanel (Chanel), Balenci' (Balenci')
I want switches (switches), Glocks (Glocks), drums (drums)
Chops (chops), F&Ns (F&Ns), steamers (steamers), and the drum
She want Gucci (yeah), Louis (yeah), Dior (yeah)
Prada (yeah), Fendi (yeah), Chanel (yeah), Balenci' (yeah)
I want switches (yeah), Glocks (yeah), drums (yeah)
Chops (yeah), F&Ns (yeah), steamers (yeah), and the drum
(Get 'em, get 'em)
(Get 'em, get 'em, get 'em, get 'em)
She want Gucci (Gucci), Louis (Louis), Dior (Dior)
Prada (Prada), Fendi (Fendi), Chanel (Chanel), Balenci' (Balenci')
I want switches (switches), Glocks (Glocks), drums (drums)
Chops (chops), F&Ns (F&Ns), steamers (steamers), and the drum
She want Gucci (yeah), Louis (yeah), Dior (yeah)
Prada (yeah), Fendi (yeah), Chanel (yeah), Balenci' (yeah)
I want switches (yeah), Glocks (yeah), drums (yeah)
Chops (yeah), F&Ns (yeah), steamers (yeah), and the drum
Uh, uh, I'm a wicked nigga, she my wicked witch
Uh, uh, glick in her Chanel, she a wicked bitch
Uh, when we fuck, we cum in sync, we have wicked sex
Uh, uh, keep it up and we gon' make a mini Wick
Uh, uh, bitch, I get that dough like a gentleman
Uh, don't be scared 'cause I got guns, bae, I'm a gentleman (yeah I'm a gentlemen)
Uh, bitches knockin' at my heart, but, I won't let 'em in
Uh, uh, can't get mad, baby, you know I'm a ladies' man
Uh, don't be insecure, your spot's secured, I promise you
Uh, know she safe with me, when evil comes, she know I shoot (she know I shoot)
Uh, trained her very well, when police come I know she mute
Uh, call her pretty every hour though she know she cute
Uh, uh, she know I'm a gangster
Tried to keep me outta trouble so I thank her (I thank her)
You take away my anger (take away my anger)
I need you to hold me down, be my anchor (my anchor)
She take pictures with my banger (take pictures with my banger)
And I hope them niggas know that pussy come with danger
My mama said, "Don't talk to strangers" (don't talk to no strangers)
And 'fore you ever act up, bitch, I see you're stranger (stranger)
Uh, uh, she said, "Fix your shirt, bae, your gun showin'"
Uh, uh, I said, "Fix your shorts, bae, your butt showin'"
She know if I up this torch then this gun blowin'
I say, "Them hoes can't fuck with you," she say, "Bae, I'm knowin'"
She want Gucci (Gucci), Louis (Louis), Dior (Dior)
Prada (Prada), Fendi (Fendi), Chanel (Chanel), Balenci' (Balenci')
I want switches (switches), Glocks (Glocks), drums (drums)
Chops (chops), F&Ns (F&Ns), steamers (steamers), and the drum
She want Gucci (yeah), Louis (yeah), Dior (yeah)
Prada (yeah), Fendi (yeah), Chanel (yeah), Balenci' (yeah)
I want switches (yeah), Glocks (yeah), drums (yeah)
Chops (yeah), F&Ns (yeah), steamers (yeah), and the drum
(Get 'em, get 'em)
(Get 'em, get 'em, get 'em, get 'em)
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Writer(s): Mark Laepple, Horace Walls Iii
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