Lyrics:
all coming begging me please
Get off of my D I C K
Blood red in my eyes remain
10 shots and I feel no pain
Like, you wanna know what I got in store?
I
W.I.C.K.E.D
This shit wicked
Got a stack then I flipped
Life is fast don’t you miss it}
I just was hooping now I’m smoking sativa
Out there with them rats,
Boy, we run rap, boy, this is Top Dawg
D-o t, d-a w-g, k-d-o t, c-p t
L-B-C West, W-A T T-S, Jay Rock
He don't play niggas and guards, projects
What you
inauthentic, now it's time to give suspensions/
Because you only want the D.I.C.K attention,
You led me on, but now I know your real intensions/
Next time I'll
running in my shoes screaming aye okay
I'm just tryna earn my cheese every single day okay 24/7 on the clock give me a break
V-i-p D-i-c-k told that lil
floos
Fuck la police we broke this door
Incazzato i want to smoke
Suck my d.i.c.k. if you wanna me broke
Rockstar i do that show
From Egypt that that my
running in my shoes screaming aye oh okay
I'm just tryna earn my cheese every single day okay
24/7 on the clock give me a break
V-I-P D-I-C-K told that lil
Iiiiihh, Iiiiiihh!!!
Aguenta Fihhh!
Até quebrar o pé!
D U C K , aqui no microfone
Ela só tinha duas opções
Natividade aqui na ""sesión""
Ele só
yelling out my motherfucking name
K-D-U-C-E, yes that's me
Got ya nigga fantasizing about my pussy
Got ya nigga going, going insane
And so do I when he
foundation of our may sers and charge to a world of never ending posibilities
Nah, fuck that shit, is dumb.
N-a-h, f-u-c-k t-h-a-t s-h-i-t, i-s d
1 kilo c'est 5K
Elle a 3K pour refaire son cul
Millions d'euros faut qu'je fasse ça
Ren'k mo lagen mo ra véyé bande bitch
Plein de cannabis,
League
Got To Switch My Style
Before I Got To Body Suttin
Nigga You Aint Styles
Why You Actin Like You'll Body Suttin
R U Double F R Y D E D B
Hello C K
green
When you look into my blood shot eyes I can tell that you scared of me
It's odd for a suburban king to see a K.O.D.
Its odd to see your girl in
trop, tu vas t'faire sauter
9B qui déboule, on est ravagés, 27 jours d'ITT
K.E.R.C.H, K.E.R.C.H, m'en fous qu'tu m'valides, moi, j'suis pas apash
à 100k
D'avance c'étais couru j'aimais trop la poésie avant l'rap
Ta du fric et des contacts avantages
On a vécu les même choses
T'avais qu'tes yeux pour
knock!
- Who's that knocking at my door?
- Im Fu!
- Im Fu who?
- I'm fucking Matt Damon!
- She's fucking Matt Damon!
- Analyze!
F-U-C-K Matt D-A-M-O-N
I
her
Its at Red Roof Inn where we sleep cheaper
But off that topic got to get it
Super dope, extremely poetic
The K-I-D-are-O-see-Kin
I love girls
seekin'?
The syncopated rhymes are at their peak
When you jumped on my D.I.c.k.
That's the one thing that I don't play
The jock strap was to big for you
you
And let me now if you wanna ride
The D-I-C-K, all day that's with no play
Cause ain't no rap group out that I know
That make me wanna listen
J'arrive dans c'biz comme K.D et Russell pour constituer c'puzzle
Troisième pièce, j'l'apporte comme un désir
J'ai déjà tout préparé comme Lester, j'sais
.A.T.T. stylin', earnin', K.C.D. winnin' magic
Spendin' right off in the club, man this shit really get tragic
Bend it over, bend it over, bend it over
Now let me
number runs
I give mc's the runs drippin'
When I throw my clip in the AK
I slay from far away
Everybody hit the D-E-C-K
My slow flow's remarkable,
seekin'?
The syncopated rhymes are at their peak
When you jumped on my D.I.c.k.
That's the one thing that I don't play
The jock strap was to big for you
'bout
More heavy fam, we living our dreams out
Sexy, I know you probably think you can be stress-free
Without K.I.D. but you gon' see if you ever left,
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