Lyrics:
together
Gave her the d**k, and she made me her header
She told me Oke, we belong together
She said she'll kill me I find someone better
But shorty don't
ha
Baby take it off for Jo-Jo
Baby take it off for Mr. Dal (Baby you got it)
Baby take it off for K-Ci (Baby you got it)
Now baby take it off for
bua, k) na k) bisa me w) Kanta
In my darkest moments
I feed off my own opponents
I'm bad news I am an omen
More barbaric than the Conan
Imagine what
the door to meet a fiend by the store
And I heard 'so you off touring?'
I turn and seen his whore that I used to fiend for that aint never let me score
the line
If u kaint vibe wit me n***a
You gon have to get the f**k from around me n***a
Do not come by me n***a
I don't pay attention an i don't pay no mind
ha
Baby take it off for Jo-Jo
Baby take it off for Mr. Dal (Baby you got it)
Baby take it off for K-Ci (Baby you got it)
Now baby take it off for
ha
Baby take it off for Jo-Jo
Baby take it off for Mr. Dal (Baby you got it)
Baby take it off for K-Ci (Baby you got it)
Now baby take it off for
(is he gon' ever fall off)
No, I walk by a so called tough guy
Watch him pass me nervous, after I passed him
He gon' get what the street life for
He
the upper hand on myself
Like I'm Kim K wearing sunglasses at the poker table
I walk 'em down Al Pacino
Blow the top off, spill the insides, cappuccino
I
been goin' live (Trap)
All my kicks got zip ties (Ha)
Off white 90 percent of time
Finesse me a play then dip out
Sell a 4 way take A Zip Out (Ha)
Keep
crawl and hit rock 'n' roller
I'm caught in the swinging, hear no ties by the Pendulum
Just ???, so this is how I'm killing them
K is on the M.P., Jazz is
Eventually, see they can't beat and then with me they join
Others sworn under oath or banished, left completely scorned
You tell lies, get caught, nigga, kick
stress nothing on the fine or the case that's small talk
Can't come kick it with us f**k n***a your balls soft (aye)
5, 10, 15K that's what the doll cost
Ring her at 11 for a late night session
Kick her out the bedroom if she fuck by 7
Fuck you like a felon that just got out of prison
Giving her this
em'
Back to Benning Road
Strippa bitches in my kitchen with
The semi's on the floor
All I know I want him dead by tonight
With his head in his lap
Lately, I've been tryna kick it in the background
I've been tryna tune out all the bad sounds
I'm just tryna come up cause I'm so down (Yeah)
Lately,
to rot by a envy six
G o sports I kilt the game 2k kick that hard hit
Off the dribble fundamentals got him dunking on public
Controls the dance floor plus
And kick on the K-C lights
Trade that concrete in for
A redneck backwoods night
Make some moonshine memories
Twist the top off the mason jar
Get drunk off
Look everybody left and now I'm thuggin' by myself
Niggas ain't even help me when I asked that boy for help
I got to know myself again, stuck off
slip (yeah)
'Cause mad nigga's throats gettin' slit
By the mister wit the heat ta burn ya til ya blister
You punk bitch, when the funk hit, the tongue
K'dala ngigudla ngizam' uk'push-a
But they didn't listen
Now they call me and they tell me
They just tryna kick it
Sekumnandi ang'salambi
Now you
minute
She say ‘Dah faith a fi yuh, weapon yuh Betta bring it""
She say ""Dah gate Deh naah go open, yuh Betta kick it""
Yea dem stress yah wicked
Spinach
like K-Camp
I got owl eyes and yeah, I brought the Drake in
On the bud right now and boy you off the K-pin
Got this bad-ass model bitch, she saying K Den
smurda like I'm Bobby
Don't kick it with no lames on, like doin' karate Water drippin' off my wrist and it look like a tsunami
All my friends dead to me
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