Cover art for Wish You Coulda Been Me by Breezy So Nice

Wish You Coulda Been Me

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Wish You Coulda Been Me Lyrics

[Hook]
Been me, wish you coulda been me
Wish you coulda been me, and you's haters don't offend me
Wish you coulda been, wish you coulda been me
Wish you coulda been me, and these haters don't offend me


[Verse 1]
Wish you coulda been me, now your cup is empty
Sometimes I ain't friendly, but with money I have plenty
And my pockets stayin' healthy, in other words I'm wealthy
Slippery like jelly, and now you visting my deli
And you wish you coulda been me, my ferocious bars are tempting
Exam I'm exempting, so heavy there's no lifting
Rappers I be ripping, son don't give me no lipping
Steam and smoke and choke and toke and smoking like a chimney
First up to step, it's the illest and the realest
Houses all over, even ownin' me some villas
Michael Jackson thrilla', one-hundred dolla' billa'
Swagged out kid with a touch of lady-killa'
The truth is what I'm speaking and my phone is always beeping
Haters I'm redeeming and my fame is what I'm keeping
And I'm diving in the deep end, like a frog that's leaping
Killing all these rappers, so yes, maybe I'm grim-reaping
And I'm turnin' and I'm burnin', and it's none of your concernin'
Rap is what you're learnin', you just a little vermin
Walkin', always lurkin', this could even worsen
So much green, now my dudes call me Kermit
Keep my shit ready like a hot plate of spaghetti
Party like confetti, like Jason with machetes
Rolling like I'm Chevy, swagging and I'm preppy
And there's no other state, so Ohio's what I'm repping (O-H-I-O)
(Don't offend me)

[Verse 2]
I eat green like I'm vegan, swag's what I believe in
Gold is what I'm keepin', and you hurtin' like you teethin'
And I'm never stoppin' breathing, white like Krispy Kreme-in'
Double-tag-teamin', and I'm rappin', never leavin'
Poppin' bottles in the air, shit I never care
Your girl just stop and stare, and she shakes her dairy aire
Then I spark off like a flare, playin' truth or dare
This rap game is special, you could even call it rare
So get it baby, lets go, we be dancing to some techno
And I keep my shit electro, and I'm never placing bets though
My dogs be repping PetCo, and never playing fetch though
Take you down, and throw you down, we wrestling like Bret go
And I'm writing this on loose-leaf, we kicking it like Bruce Lee
Shake it, hula-hooping, and I'm lost so I'm recouping
And I raise it like the roofing, spoiled like I'm spoofing
When I shop for shoes, I just call it shoe-ping

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