Wheel - Mattell (feat. Fam Jonaha)

Yea
Yeah
'Oouuu
Quack around get you duck sauced
'Shawty feeling 'ooweee with her top off
Said she feeling suite like a loft
You a false prophet like Adolf
When i'm on the line
She don't take off
She a barbie
I'll be her ken doll
Call me Mattell
I made a real barbie
So best beleive I am her ken doll
Call me Mattell
I made a real barbie
So best believe I am her ken doll
When i'm on the line
She don't take off
Say she feeling suite like a loft
Quack around get you duck sauced
Say she feeling suite like a loft
Quack around get you duck sauced
When you see my rib
Better lay off
These 'niggas some ducks
They doing all that quacking
I don't got no time
I'm in my right mind
I'm on my grind
I need some cash
That ass 'aint nothing to me
She bussing for me and I know it
Yea
Her mans mad
I'm sitting on my ass getting cash
He don't even amount to half
And i know it
I know it
But i'm back on my bully
My glock loaded fully
Buck bully
You get shot
The glock not hot
I wont hesisatie
'Imma send the girl to let you hit it
She 'gon give it to you
She 'aint gon hesitate
Then 'imma send them Westside guys to jack jack jack them boys that's
Quack Quack Quacking like some ducks!
Quack around get you duck sauced
'Shawty feeling 'ooweee with her top off
Said she feeling suite like a loft
You a false prophet like Adolf
When i'm on the line
She don't take off
She a barbie
I'll be her ken doll
Call me Mattell
I made a real barbie
So best beleive I am her ken doll
Call me Mattell
I made a real barbie
So best believe I am her ken doll
When i'm on the line
She don't take off
Say she feeling suite like a loft
Quack around get you duck sauced
Say she feeling suite like a loft
Quack around get you duck sauced
When you see my rib
Better lay off
I'm Tommy down to the Hill figure
Yea Tommy not working at all
We call em lil Marty
Don't hit my line if the judge meet
Then ask for a pardon
I'm drilling like sergeant
Had to make sure that you no that i'm all in
Wait a minute
I be taking thirteen
Up in Houston
'Niggas out there stepping back like i'm Harden
You should know that I be balling
Baby girl talking 'bout eights
I had to make sure that she fucking with me
She don't fuck with no fruit for no dates
Yea!
Y'all don't understand
I 'gotta get it
Lil momma come around
She flipping Digits
Said a 'nigga out there moving
Stacking midgets
Gotta get it
Baby girl i had to hit it
Quack around get you duck sauced
'Shawty feeling 'ooweee with her top off
Said she feeling suite like a loft
You a false prophet like Adolf
When i'm on the line
She don't take off
She a barbie
I'll be her ken doll
Call me Mattell
I made a real barbie
So best beleive I am her ken doll
Call me Mattell
I made a real barbie
So best believe I am her ken doll
When i'm on the line
She don't take off
Say she feeling suite like a loft
Quack around get you duck sauced
Say she feeling suite like a loft
Quack around get you duck sauced
When you see my rib
Better lay off
Yea!
Ooouu!
Yea!

Written by:
Clarence Davenport

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