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cash kidd – have you seen my socks? كلمات اغاني

[intro]
yeah
let me hit that, let me hit this b_tch, yes
(shout out my n_gga synco)
no, i don’t want no dubs
a dub in my pocket, only hundreds and fifties on me
the f_ck? ayy (passenger side, tryna, ayy, ayy)

[chorus]
ayy, do anybody know where my socks went?
ooh, playin’ with her titties wile she drivin’
i just f_cked the dog sh_t out an opp sis, ayy
then it’s right back to the dough like a locksmith, ayy
fingers crossed when i told the b_tch i promise
ayy, get money, f_ck hoes, drop sh_t
f_cked her good, she woke up, bought me a chopstick
pull up, chop sh_t like a bail bondsman

[verse 1]
opp b_tch like, “ooh, this some good d_ck”
sold her ass a dream, goofy ho, you ain’t my new b_tch
fear factor, i just fed the b_tch some bullsh_t
told her what she wanna hear, you know, some smooth sh_t
ain’t no lackin’, we back packin’ like a school kid
they gon’ chalk ’em when i shoot ’em like a poolstick
catch a computer thug out like, “n_gga, who a b_tch?”
see my ex and whip a roll out like ludacris
lil’ b_tch whipped up on my horse like the kk
might post a b_tch on craigslist, shout out day_day
these phones that i punched was free, shout out aj
get to wiggin’ on a b_tch like shenehneh
get to trippin’ on this b_tch like a vacay
n_ggas sneak dissin’, like the globe, better state names
one call, he gettin’ dropped like he ain’t got no service
see you clowns and we catchin’ bodies, it’s not no circus

[verse 2]
sweat no b_tch, huh, on to the next
she keep braggin’ ’bout her p_ssy, huh, what about the neck?
ayy, she used to hate me ’til i started f_ckin’ up the set
they used to love me ’til i started runnin’ up a check
i can’t wait ’til the day i get some sloppy on a jet
i can’t wait ’til the day i up the chopper when you lack
i’ll draw the ratchet like i’m tryna make a sketch
you know i’ma shake somethin’ like i’m tryna make a bet
caught him lackin’ with no stick, so i smacked him like a b_tch
should’ve whacked you in your sh_t, but i slapped you on your wrist
have your family in they feelings in the captions on they pics
i ain’t actin’, i got scripts, so much cap, you need to pick
devil knockin’ at my door, man, who done let this n_gga in?
bro just wiped a n_gga nose, got his family and them sick
this is not the taken movie, but i sn_tched a n_gga’s b_tch
all these bills in my jeans, michael jackson with the kid

[outro]
no, i don’t want no dubs
a dub in my pocket, only hundreds and fifties on me
hanging out the passenger side with the black four_five
trying to catch a body
let me hear that

- cash kidd

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