笨小笨Wicked Season歌词由Wasta&JG:MC演唱，出自专辑《Wicked Season》，下面是《Wicked Season》完整版歌词！
Wicked Season歌词完整版
You could say I roll out with the ride out squad
Touch rave on a glide out one
Think that you’re close you’re a mile off don
Get set cah the ride get long
I got my eyes on one, finest blonde
Phone off on a dining one
All work no play on a shining one
My bars you’re reciting one
Yeah we clock our tunes on a wheel up
On the stage my don’s look G’d up
Imitation, you lot are stealers
Us manna on right brand like Fila
Spark that loud, Brudda I’m leaned up
Shout Danny for the coldest clean Dutch
Make moves and the crew can’t ease up
You lotta dumb, done, chiefed up
Wicked season,
I said it’s wicked season
Wicked season
Dash man down with a wicked reason
Heads get knocked back
Come for the food like Top man
MC’s wanna chat greez but its not that
3.5 on my line no WhatsApp
Cool man I’m on track
Next in line for the contract
Mic in my rucksack, man wanna watch that
Brand new beat mannaman just hot that
Stop that, yeah its mental
All I need is a pad and a pencil
Gotta go hard nah I can’t go gentle
Mad energy like juice and red bull
Like juice and liquor
Got a new girl with a bruckback figure
Back come big but the waist get slimmer
Stepped inside two hands on the triggers
