Lyrics:
Intro
Fettuccine:
Hey everybody
I don’t know if you’ve heard of us
We are the seven deadly kittens
We’re about to spit some bars
You can decide
said hell yea in them blue jeans
You want that ye well by all means
Y'all ask to play so we'll call teams
I wanna
I wanna
Spitting fire a pyro
Lighting
on the tailgate
Been doin' this for some years, y'all so late (so late!)
Bangin' OutKast and a little George Strait
Hot damn, Colt Ford back with Bubba K
Country
bag okay
Young boy young daughter no dad okay
No way 80 k on my wrist
Go tik tik tik no time to be sad okay
Okay okay
Make her do a flip Cirque Du
ready for that (Statik)
Detroit vs. Everybody
Uh, I took a bite out the rotten apple by the poison tree
All these females need to email to make noise
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's like I been doin' a lot of interviews
Just people be callin' my name everywhere, "Hey Zane!"
(So crazy life's so, crazy)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's like I been doin' a lot of interviews
Just people be callin' my name everywhere, "Hey Zane!"
(So crazy life's so, crazy)
boys and girls
Which one do you go to?
Which one do you go to
I'm packin' buddha by the pounds and pull my Phillies from knapsacks
Hey yo I didn't
timeless, on times, I was, too bent, and way too high man, way too high…
Wasted too much time man, now-a-days, by the end of the night, I'm just tryna grind
No, no, no, no, no, you outta commission
No, no, no, no, no, you outta commission
You outta commission
(Ooh, Reekz, you're going major)
Can’t f**k
of charcoal, naked in the North Pole
Survive all that cuz his heart's cold, lord knows
Bucket hat on top with the Sobi as a prop
With a "Hey, hey, hey" and all
watchin' too much of Stephen done got to me
Verses too eas', I'm servin' up by the threes
I'm playin' pool and the pool just connects to the beach
I've
Hey, yeah, Thugger
Aye, I'm just gonna go all the way street with it, you know what I'm saying?
'Cause I got a real street nigga with me, you know
oblivion, missing the clues
Fooled by this white washed tradition
Hey lil' girl, what you cryin' for?
You don't want 'em to laugh at your skin color anymore?
while I
Go ham.
I go by Yung K
Or that nigga that pullin up with a new fade
Stay clean
Steps gleam
When I stroll by
Got all the shorties like
girls a dime, so that's why y'all hating is a waste of time
I'm spitting in the mic, you want a front seat like Spike Lee
At the garden, I'm sorry y'all
me if you want to ball
Car switching by the day, stuttin' all through the a
Hands up crunk like lil' scrappy "okay-k-k"
I'ma genius like ray, for my
the same about him
Y'all had some time to sink in
Hey Zach, this song is too long
If you don't like it, hit skip
And go put on some other playlist made by
daddy even it out
[Omarion]
Hey, yo B2k
[Chorus]
Anybody feelin' freaky?
Anybody feelin' freaky?
[Omarion]
B2k and Nick Cannon,
on your head, make your niggas all partake
Man, your niggas even told me we should dip you by the lake, ay yeah
K I D, what you mean?
I know plenty niggas
head in a 69 ...
I heard y'all hood 3rd grade y'all keep 60 9s...
I heard you been a ride or die for rolling 60's since you was nine...
cnd yo mom seen
on the page and I paint that shit red (hey)
Hold a price to my head?
I'll burn it up, flames
I got makeup stains from the waist up, okay yeah
Double-K
Hold up, hold up, y'all don't wanna go down, go down, go down
'Cause we already been
Man if I could change the shit that we did back then
I could
Now, nigga, nigga now
Nigga now
Nigga now, now, now
Now, now
This shit sound like now
Hey fuck boy won't you talk that shit now? (Now)
Gucci,
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