WAGWAN Lyrics – Central Cee | ALL ROADS LEAD HOME

Read the full WAGWAN lyrics by Central Cee from the album ALL ROADS LEAD HOME along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Central Cee's music, you can also explore Y FI DAT and DC10, two other songs by Central Cee.

[Intro]
(Gusto)
Yo

[Verse 1]
I'm on Miami beach with a sweet one, tan, she wanna learn, so I teach some slang
Like what's going on, bae? How are you doing? I'm from London, so I speak with a twang
It's taxmanK and the police too, I don't watch them yutes, I don't beef with the gang
But there's certain people I wanna see get blammed, if you fu*k with them boys, don't reach for my—
Sold sweets in school, that a T from Poundland, bro fly them and the pound still land
Big Naira and Victoria Island, stack pilling, I want pounded yam
Kinda surprised 'bout the venue size, I perform for twenty-five thousand fans
Keep the clout, I'm out for the bands, keep counting the days, baby, I'll be back

[Chorus]
Wagwan?
I ain't seen shorty in a minute
She asked how I am, I said, "Calm"
She said I'm the man, I said, "Innit?"
Posted up with my dog at yard
If you got a friend for my friend, then bring it
When I was broke, heart cold like December
But now I'm up, my step got a spring in

[Post-Chorus]
Baby, turn it around and spin it
I'm tryna bend your back and then dig it
I ain't unknown in the T, man did it
Park the Sprinter outside of the club
Tell bro, "Will you jump out quick and fill it?"
Say you're a good girl, said that you're timid
I think she a freak and don't wanna admit it
I think she a freak and don't wanna ad—

[Verse 2]
Now it's private room, we don't go shop floor, I was poor, now it's champagne glasses spilling
You only spent one day with us chilling, now you don't wanna live same way you were living
I get gyal, I don't rape no women
Free all the get-backs sat in the jail, they ain't learning a skill, but they barber trimming
Trust no one, I seen pastor sinning
You honestly think if I go put a 100K on the table, my dog won't kill him?
DSP, I'm with packs, I rap, he traps, but he got the same car I'm whipping
Written the sixteen bars or lyrics
Got rich without father figures
No drama cah the karma spinning
It's not Carti' on my arm, it's a Richard

[Chorus]
Wagwan?
I ain't seen shorty in a minute
She asked how I am, I said, "Calm"
She said I'm the man, I said, "Innit?"
Posted up with my dog at yard
If you got a friend for my friend, then bring it
When I was broke, heart cold like December
But now I'm up, my step got a spring in