Wap Lyrics – Lardi B & Nychelle

Wap Lyrics by Lardi B, Nychelle is the latest English song lyrics written by Jenn Whitlock, Lardi B and produced by Lardi B.

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Wap Song Details

Song: Wap
Singer: Lardi B, Nychelle
Written: Jenn Whitlock, Lardi B
Producer: Lardi B

Wap Lyrics

Ooh
Oh my gosh, are these rolls? (Are these rolls?)
Yes! I love rolls!

Put the rolls in my mouth
Put the rolls in my mouth
Put the rolls in my mouth
Put the rolls in my mouth

I said you know I like to eat
Eleven days a week
Wings and pizza
Stuff that crust with extra cheese!
(Dab, dab, dab, dab)

Yeah, we feastin’ on some wings and pizza
I’m so hungry I can’t stop, bring that wings and pizza
Gimme all the ranch you got for that wings and pizza

Pizza Hut is a piece a art
Extra-large, click add to cart
Eat parmesan right off the plate
Red pepper flakes got me sweatin’ hard
Wings so hot, makin’ me cry
Dab of the Reaper, I wanna die
Lemon and pеpper all on my fry
I paid in cash, my card was declined
Bakе that Bundt, watchin’ it rise
Bigger the cake, the bigger the thighs
I’m gonna bounce these Big Mac buns right in the back of my yard
I’mma scream for ice cream
Out in public, make a scene
I got cookbooks but I don’t read
Better believe I know how to eat

Combo copy it, pepperoni toppin’ it
Better say John when you say who the papa is
Whole twelve-piece with ranch, need a lot of it
Driver got a fifty, change he gotta pocket it
Pick up the phone, tryin’ to be cookin’
Slice in each hand, you know how I’m lookin’
Probably had dinner plans in your brain
Put in my mind right before I came

Now I been waitin’ all day for these wings and pizza
Put the pots and pans away for these wings and pizza
Want no lobster, want no steak, I want wings and pizza
Out the box, don’t need the plate for my wings and pizza

Listen, I’m a double-dipper
A finger-licker
I keep it all down ’cause I ain’t a quitter
Don’t need a Steak ‘n Shake, I need a prime rib
With some king crab and a big ol’ bib
Take me to Buc-ee’s, call it a date
Gimme some fudge and a barbecue plate
I made a career off smearin’ some cake
All over my titties and naw, they ain’t fake
Sauce on my lips, lickin’ it slow
I need a bag, take it to-go
And if there’s blue cheese instead of ranch, I swear I’m cuttin’ your throat!
This sushi is fire, spicy wasabi
I’m askin’ the waiter for more edamame
They hook it up ’cause food is my hobby
Lardi’s the name or that’s what they call me

Thick bitch definite, appetite evident
Buffalo: smellin’ it, driver: I’m a residence
Lemon Pepper Lou always got me settlin’
Sauce on the side for the crust, I’m a veteran
Grab two plates, I’m not a diva
Got a big box, no Little Caesar
Domino [?], they ain’t need us
‘Til I called The Hut, now they call it Cheaters
Have a movie night with my team
Don’t rock designer but I’m on supreme
Teriyaki all on them wings
Super sweet, we the same thing
Huh (Dab, dab, dab, dab)

Yeah, we feastin’ on some wings and pizza
I’m so hungry I can’t stop, bring that wings and pizza
Gimme all the ranch you got for that wings and pizza
Don’t need a pot, got a box of some wings and pizza
GImme all the ranch you got on my wings and pizza
I’m eatin’ WAP, WAP, WAP, that’s some wings and pizza
Pepperoni, extra sauce, got my wings and pizza

Let’s go
WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP
That’s some wings and pizza

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