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♫ Travis Scott & GloRilla - SHYNE (Wobbly Wiggly Travis Scott) Stream:    • Travis Scott, GloRilla - SHYNE (Official A...   » SHYNE Lyrics: First time I went to Memphis They had, it was a two-story club that only the downstairs was open, we lookin' down and it was a moshpit (Yeah) Vybz Kartel ah talk Remember we ah rep fi Cactus Jack 'Member some bwoys work Ah we run di bomboclaat block Shyne, Shyne Shyne, what? What? Mmm, what? Aye, aye Shyne, what? Shyne, what? Shyne, aye Shyne, what? Ah Aye Woo I done lost some Flintstones makin' bed rock (Bed rock) At the shared block, not the Fairmont (Block, 'Mont) Took some Dade County hoes to the Caribbean And they twins and they thicker than the Clermonts (Thicker) On a John Deere tractor, playin' head hunt (Skrrt, skrrt) Tom Cruise, f**k your couch, I do my own stunts (Uh) Three 6, a Gangsta Boo, she took a whole blunt (It's lit) This is that type of party, aye (Party) Aye, hold up them Rollies and them Cartiers (Carti) I still think a bustdown flyer, though I bought it plain (Flyer) On this side, it's never dry, though it barely rains (Dry) I be lookin' at the flames like we can do some things (It's lit) Burn, baby, burn, DJ table turns (Burn, burn, burn) You see them blunts in the ashtray, that's every opp we earned (Yeah) Ass fat, ain't got no panties, I ain't got no words (Nah) Gullwing Mercedes Benz, way I switch and swerve (Skrrt) Whoa Whoa Swoop it down, wobble it, wiggle it, wobble it, wiggle it Wobble it, wiggle it, wobble it, wiggle it, whoa Swing Whoa Whoa Swoop it down, wobble it, wiggle it, wobble it, wiggle it GloRilla Wobble it, wiggle it, wobble it, wiggle it, whoa On the gang, gang, on Swing On the gang Got booked overseas for a nice-ass fee, need some D, so I had to go to Canada first He nutted, I swallowed them kids so fast, had to f**k around, put out an Amber Alert It's 5 a.m., b***h, I'm up in the gym, but a lazy-ass ho would discredit my work (The f**k?) Word on the street, I'm the b***h with the heat, you wouldn't even believe what I charge for a verse (Whoa) Workin' hard, I'm grindin', diamonds hittin', I'm shinin' (Hey, hoo) Gangster b***h for real, these hoes be on these beats just rhymin' (Weak ass) All my, all my opps be dyin', all my friends be lyin' (Yup, for sure) Havin' flashbacks when I was just ridin' that dick, damn near had forgot I was drivin' (Damn) Don't ask me 'bout no ho I used to f**k with, I ain't got nothin' to say My only regret is bein' too young to f**k Matthew McConaughey (On the gang, huh) Yeah, b***h, Matthew McConaughey Wobble it, wiggle it, wobble it, wiggle it, wobble it, wiggle it, huh Whoa Whoa Swoop it down, wobble it, wiggle it, wobble it, wiggle it Wobble it, wiggle it, wobble it, wiggle it, whoa Swing Whoa Whoa Swoop it down, wobble it, wiggle it, wobble it, wiggle it Wobble it, wiggle it, wobble it, wiggle it, whoa Swing Ooh #TravisScott #SHYNE #lyrics Travis Scott SHYNE Travis Scott SHYNE Lyrics SHYNE Lyrics SHYNE Travis Scott Travis Scott SHYNE GloRilla SHYNE GloRilla GloRilla Travis Scott