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king.kid – you, me, him & her (freestyle) كلمات اغاني

two blunts in, got me feeling fantastic
smoke by myself, ion really like to pass sh_t
tryna stack books like it’s f_cking scholastic
b_tch, i’m in fury like brad pitt
tryna get the money, ball hard like a draft pick
don’t get caught, you gotta stash it
you can be in first, but who’s lasting
broke ain’t a joke, so who’s laughing
funny how the ride fly past em
i’m a fly b_st_rd
looking like i’m fresh outta the casket
things changed when king got the carter, no maverick
n_gga been with it, i just really had to grasp it
rob the whole game, ion even gotta mask it
and i got stripes, i ain’t ever have to flag it
hair on my b_tch so long, she gotta drag it
one time, i got so high, i bought a dragon
rode the b_tch to mars and sh_tted on saturn
i feel like beanie mac with it, the flow different
i bet you you could put your nose in it
and soul lift in an instant, d_mn this dope different
what i’m cooking up bound to burn the whole kitchen
rhymes like viola davis
youngin’ teaching n_ggas how to get away with murder daily
how to murder every cadence, i ain’t playing n_gga, pay me
never can enslave me, b_tch i ain’t lazy
b_tch are you crazy? everything’s gravy
my ones don’t mash potatoes unless they aiming
birthday suit dinner, my thanksgiving baby
she eat the nut for it, my thanks giving baby
n_gga been smoking so long, i out_smoke my own blunt
and tell my plug he got the wrong stuff
going like 100 bars for a n_gga ain’t enough
i’m tryna make a 100 million then right after, double up
mother f_ck 100 bucks, in god i trust
a n_gga never touch my family, he might turn into dust
if you were a real n_gga, you might turn into us
yea we hall of fame, but we were never known to be busts
i knew i would be the sh_t when i was riding the bus
going to school to take a class that didn’t matter that much
i was too bent on all these b_tches and me rapping and such
but a n_gga always learn like i was skipping my lunch
(yea) and i ain’t missing a punch
i got the drip and she a juice fiend missing the punch
shorty rock assorted weaves, you still missing the punch
i just found her g spot, and the clue was a hunch
don’t you worry bout my n_ggas, know i came with a bunch
all these n_ggas flows washed, think of hanging it up
i just always liked dough, know i stay with a buck
dear mama, know your son finally made it, we up
60 hours, move the work and re up
and the clock starts ticking when the baggie is touched
this ain’t green bay n_gga, i don’t play with the pack
blitz package in, have the clients running for sacks
when i say it’s game over, we ain’t running it back
sore loser and your b_tch taking shots from the back
had to revamp myself, bring comfortable back
whole game was sleeping on me, pull the comforter back

- king kid

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