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Water Boyz Ent. (12:23 P.M) Chris Travis
"Water Boyz Ent. (12:23 P.M)" by Chris Travis, released in 2016, is a #HipHop track that explores themes of ambition, hustle, and the struggles of street life. The lyrics reflect a desire for success and authenticity amidst challenges. The song features atmospheric beats and melodic flows, contributing to its chill vibe and resonance in the underground scene.
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[Intro]
Water Boyz Entertainment
Flex, flex, flex, flex, flex, flex, flex
[Verse]
Bitch I'm headed to the top, everybody notice
Water Boyz be the squad, leave your girl floating
News in my email, man these bitches loafing
But it's all good, cause they know a nigga scoping
Late night, riding in my whip, steady dozing
Bumpin' to this shit, cause it got a nigga zoning
Pass it to your left nigga, don't be blunt holding
Fuck the police nigga, don't get caught rolling
I know I'm the greatest nigga, cause I've been chosen
Lying on my name, you gon' be under some roses
Lying in your lyrics, man I'm just being honest
I ain't got no time, I'm to smart for you dummies
Drinking red wine with my bitch, in a cabin
Pet cemetery, all my dogs that be spazzin'
Turn you into dust then sweep up the ashes
I ain't heard your tape, nigga don't bother asking
[Hook]
I don't give a fuck, bitch I never did
All these niggas plotting, watching how I live
They don't fuck with me, but I see how it is
Ain't no fucking love, and that's just the way it is
Water Boyz Entertainment
Flex, flex, flex, flex, flex, flex, flex
[Verse]
Bitch I'm headed to the top, everybody notice
Water Boyz be the squad, leave your girl floating
News in my email, man these bitches loafing
But it's all good, cause they know a nigga scoping
Late night, riding in my whip, steady dozing
Bumpin' to this shit, cause it got a nigga zoning
Pass it to your left nigga, don't be blunt holding
Fuck the police nigga, don't get caught rolling
I know I'm the greatest nigga, cause I've been chosen
Lying on my name, you gon' be under some roses
Lying in your lyrics, man I'm just being honest
I ain't got no time, I'm to smart for you dummies
Drinking red wine with my bitch, in a cabin
Pet cemetery, all my dogs that be spazzin'
Turn you into dust then sweep up the ashes
I ain't heard your tape, nigga don't bother asking
[Hook]
I don't give a fuck, bitch I never did
All these niggas plotting, watching how I live
They don't fuck with me, but I see how it is
Ain't no fucking love, and that's just the way it is
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