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kalan.frfr - everybody (remix) كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(b_b_bankroll got it)

[chorus: kalan.frfr & 310babii]
ayy, bloods, crips, hoes, pimps
thugs, strips, n_ggas, b_tches
everybody, everybody
ayy, bloods, crips, hoes, pimps
thugs, strips, n_ggas, b_tches
everybody (ball), everybody

[verse 1: 310babii]
i’ma sit in front of everybody, i don’t like n0body
b_tch puttin’ hashtag thick, but ain’t got no body
shake that sh_t, baby, it’s an earthquake
she got more cake than a f_ckin’ birthday
she said she on me bad, she love me down the worst way
i gave it to her, baow, she felt it the next day
i hate an everybody b_tch that’s in everybody face
when you busy, you fake, but that’s what everybody say, baow

[verse 2: ohgeesy]
the n_ggas that you with, they gon’ go and tell on everybody
sh_t that we involved in, this sh_t ain’t for everybody
these hoes is for everybody, i got smoke for anybody
i’ll squabble everybody, i’ll squabble anybody
me turnt down, that’s some sh_t that you ain’t heard about me
sip so much lean, she gon’ come and suck the syrup out me
jiggin’ off the pill, i’ma go and sweat the yerk up out me
opps watch my instagram, why you n_ggas worried ’bout me?
ayy, halfs, zips, pints, bricks, wock’, tint, par, tris
servin’ everybody, we servin’ everybody
[chorus: kalan.frfr]
bloods, crips, hoes, pimps
thugs, strips, n_ggas, b_tches
everybody, everybody

[verse 3: bluebucksclan dj]
everybody know some b_tches, know some hoes (everybody)
takin’ pictures in the rolls, they don’t never wear no clothes (never wear no clothes)
everybody know i got some big money that don’t fold (yeah)
everybody know it’s b_tches at my shows (b_tches at my shows)
every b_tch wanna go on trips (trips)
every b_tch wanna be my b_tch (yeah)
can’t n0body see behind these tints (no)
clipper game, seat behind they bench (seat behind they bench)
everybody f_ckin’ with me, ain’t no issue

[verse 4: jeeezy]
don’t n0body know my b_tch, it’s confidential (yeah)
know some b_tches that be lyin’, ain’t no n_ggas on my finsta (ain’t no n_ggas)
i be knowin’ my assignment, she be shakin’ when i l!ck it (when i l!ck it)
grip her hands, i make her take it while i’m hittin’ (godd_mn)
this n_gga swear he threw some bands, but no, he didn’t (no, you didn’t)
we on facetime, chains hittin’ (chains hittin’)
on the baseline, game sixin’ (game six, john mackk, oh my god)
finna f_ck her, yeah, she finally found a sitter
[verse 5: john mackk]
everywhere i go, all the bad hoes with me (yeah, they with me)
everybody know she got ass, but i like titties, uh (i like titties)
your b_tch deserve a new purse ’cause she pretty, uh (yeah, she pretty)
that boy had no real money since stimmy (oh my god)
you can see who got it ’round this b_tch, the glow different (glow)
bad_ho committee ’round here, i told n_ggas, uh (i told n_ggas)
if we talk about a bag, we both in it (we both in it)
she don’t need a n_gga not for nothin’, she go get it, ooh (not for nothin’)
everybody want her, she raw, huh? (ugh)
they know she with me when them n_ggas saw us (saw us)
ayy, ugh, be quiet, the law come (hey, hey, hey)
they know when them people in our face, don’t talk none

[chorus: kalan.frfr & g perico]
bloods, crips, hoes, pimps
thugs, strips, n_ggas, b_tches
everybody, everybody (yeah, look)

[verse 6: g perico]
everybody in the city throwin’ up gang signs
diamonds dance off the pinky when i bang mine
every bad b_tch in the city gotta stay fly
keep that hair tight, keep them nails right
yeah, my b_tch think i’m f_ckin’ everybody
sharin’ my location, she tweakin’ out on everybody
from the mall, get fresh, then i’m to the block
from the block to the club, i’m bringin’ everybody
[verse 7: rjmrla]
nope, i don’t wanna hear about it
you talk too much, you gon’ die in front of everybody
she come back, give me brain, she alumni me
everybody know my name, you a n0body
everybody know my game, that b_tch globetrotters
everybody know my chain, that b_tch strobe lightin’
everybody say you changed, you for sure got it
last n_gga speakin’ on my name, they made a ghost out him

[verse 8: rucci]
ayy, oh, they let lil’ rucci in this b_tch, this for everybody
hundred up with a baby glock, don’t go nowhere without it
i be outside every day, you gon’ hear about it
i could blow a hundred right now and not care about it
okay, bloods, bloods, bloods, bloods
i be off drugs, two_steppin’ with my gun
with the b_tch eatin’ bg, i’m goin’ dumb_ditty_dumb
r.i.p. sean mackk, n_ggas know where i’m from

[verse 9: heembeezy]
yeah, every b_tch need a n_gga like me
she wanna suck d_ck, so i put her on her knees
stop playin’, i’m a n_gga, we ain’t f_ckin’ for the free
pretty b_tch, all real hair, she ain’t doin’ weave
i’m a dog, i’ma beat it up ’til she can’t breathe
i’m rich as the f_ck, make her n_gga hate me
i pulled up in the benz, now she wanna date me
baby, you and all your friends comin’ if they say please
every b_tch in the party got ass
bring it here, f_ck with me, you get a carti’ and a bag, on the gang
any b_tch with me gon’ turn into a sl_t
she mean and she ratchet, she tatted on the b_tt, yeah

[chorus: kalan.frfr]
bloods, crips, hoes, pimps
thugs, strips, n_ggas, b_tches
everybody, everybody

[verse 10: cuzzos]
every cuzzo with me in this b_tch
know the bloods call me buzzo, but i’m cool with the crips
f_ck i look like givin’ goofy n_ggas half of my sh_t?
every n_gga i got trick, every hatin’ ho sick, d_mn
all my shooters bustin’ out the roof
and my n_ggas get into it ’bout that loot, they bandicoot
now who the f_ck walkin’ ’round thinkin’ cuzzos brand new?
i’m at they neck like a noose, all my n_ggas come in twos, i’m for real

[verse 11: cuzzos]
everybody wanna hang with the big dogs
everybody screamin’ cuzzos, we been viral since lift_off
other b_tches really lame, n_ggas sick ’cause they b_tch soft
yeah, we eatin’ like rick ross, it’s our season, they p_ssed off
of course we goin’ up, shouldn’t even have to ask
cuzzos been about a bag, up in cheetahs throwin’ cash
pullin’ songs up out our ass and these losers really mad
we always finish first, ain’t no comp’, you b_tches last, hmm, dumbass

[verse 12: cuzzos]
every n_gga wanna f_ck (every n_gga wanna f_ck)
every b_tch on your team could get touched (could get touched)
i let him dive in the p_ssy, buzzos
ain’t a hillbilly, but he f_ckin’ with the cuzzos
every walk to the bank gettin’ hefty
bank teller only b_tch that’s gon’ check me
p_ssy wet, nemo, lil’ daddy, come and find me
who i’ma hit in this b_tch? i said everybody

[chorus: kalan.frfr]
bloods, crips, hoes, pimps
thugs, strips, n_ggas, b_tches
everybody, everybody
ayy, bloods, crips, hoes, pimps
thugs, strips, n_ggas, b_tches
everybody, everybody

[verse 13: wallie the sensei]
bloods, throw it up, crips, throw it up
pirus, chunk it up while the hoovers hoover stomp
not everybody get respect, n_gga, you ain’t done enough
i know some skateboard n_ggas that’ll f_ck a n_gga up
she off molly, tequila, and a lil’ bit of weed
bank account like a garden, sh_t, i started with a seed
we’ll send shots at him while he party on the east
and we’ll f_ck the party up and make everybody leave

[verse 14: chef boy]
look, on instagram, everybody got a body, everybody got some money
every b_tch got a bbl with a flat tummy (woah)
every n_gga think he fly when he is really bummy
i’m ridin’ around with this ooh and i’m ’bout to go dummy
i slide up, slide off, in your b_tch, i slide in
i ride around in this coupe with the four_five and the fn (woah)
and if your b_tch got a leopard, then she on the right route
because i like my b_tch thick, but i’m still at lil’ booty house

[outro: kalan.frfr]
ayy, bloods, crips, hoes, pimps
everybody

- kalan frfr

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