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not klyde - coupe deville كلمات الأغنية

[chorus: not klyde]
yeah hop up in the coupe, with deville
yeah we runnin’
got the demon by the neck
in the sun, yeah they burnin’
i got my jesus yeah he my savior i go crazy
i got my yeshua yeah, we makin’ bread daily
yeah hop up in the coupe, with deville
yeah we runnin’
got the demon by the neck
in the sun, yeah they burnin’
i got my jesus yeah he my savior i go crazy
i got my yeshua yeah, we makin’ bread daily
yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse 1: not klyde]
bakin’ bread like i’m a pastry chef
i got flour [?] no gravy
left all the demons, they clean up the choppas, it’s a hazard
aim for the neck, and they know when they next
i know when they next not [?] to dust
god save us, from the dust to dust
they can’t touch me, i’m so fresh
they be creepin’, they prey on us
but they can’t touch me, i’m so fresh
can’t touch me, my hammer go crazy
i make a beat drop, make it go wavy
thrash life, 39 [?] daily
homie pullin up when the beat go crazy
y’all not getting this, this is crazy
this that thrash life, ya hear me

[verse 2: rockstar jt]
hop-hop-hop-hop on the track so i stunt
kickin’ favor gotta call me a punt
big god, but i don’t gotta stunt
lotta fire in my soul like a blunt
i gotta shine now
no zauntee, but it is my time now
you run out of time now
you too busy chasin’ [?] now
pull up on the block
gotta tell my people h-llo
open up my mouth
’cause i rock diamonds, and they yellow
music make you sour like you just bit amaretto
‘bama to vancouver
how we comin’, we got several

- not klyde

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