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praisefrostii – knock ’em كلمات اغاني

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[intro: praisefrostii]
you’ll never catch me slippin’
i’m off these drugs, it’s pure cocaine
i’ll leave that p_ssy drippin’ (aye)

[verse 1: praisefrostii]
take_take_take that how you want to
i’ll pop a b_tch who run up on me
shots is gone go one_two
‘cuz i’m a sl!ck lil’ quiet kid, i rap ’bout what i want to
i’m trappin’ when i want to
and people hate on me, but lets be real, what is they gone do?

[verse 2: praisefrostii]
n_n_nothin’, loose your ego
i’m really blowin’ this sh_t up, like i just planted c4
it’s frostii in this b_tch, not poppin’ 2’s, i’m poppin’ 3’s, bro
and when i diss yo’ ass, you movin’ countries, ain’t gone see you
but i don’t f_ck with goyard
i could run anything, if i wanted, i could rock hard
i’m poppin’ percy’s, feel like i’m a motherf_ckin’ pop star
yo’ b_tch is in the back, trynna f_ck, trynna get my c_ck hard
[verse 3: praisefrostii]
you thought i wouldn’t notice
yo’ b_tch camе to my house, took off her clothes, thеn i said “blow dis'”
and i could switch the flow, and half you hoes just wouldn’t notice
‘cuz y’all don’t notice i’m f_cked up when i’m up at my lowest
and that sh_t kinda sad though
the way i act like i’m fine, when i know i’m really sad, bro
and i don’t f_ck with fake ass friends who wit’ me for my cash, bro
you b_tches movin’ slow, like bro, what for, i copped a bad hoe

[verse 4: cashoutliam]
p_pull [?], my homies here, yeah
i know you ain’t gang, for real
slide up on yo’ block, and we gone make you feel dat pain, for real
pull up talkin’ on the net, but in person you ain’t the same, for real
[?] switched up on the gang, just to make a lil’ bit of change, for real
thought i told you not to play, for real
switched up on the gang, now you ain’t safe, for real
and you owe me money, so now you gone have to pay, for real

[verse 5: cashoutliam]
[?] we in traffic, now he gotta take a different route
14, cashoutliam, yeah, you know what i’m about
if_if you ain’t got plays, then don’t say nothin’, shut ya’ mouth
m_m_moral of the story, cashout different (huh)
yeah, i’m out
[verse 6: weluvvinny]
i know yo’ b_tch want me
i’m f_ckin’ on your momma, your sister, even your auntie
these n_ggas keep on playin’, they don’t know i keep it on me
if you try to f_ck with me, just know i’ll catch a body
and i forgot to mention, i been f_cked on your shawty
you know her head is crazy
whenever she suck me, she swallow all of my babies
imma beat yo’ ass, make sure i leave yo’ vision hazy
all these n_ggas want a feature, b_tch you better pay me

[verse 7: weluvvinny]
but i don’t give a f_ck tho’
i c_cked the pistol back, right through your house, right through your front door
and if you say that sh_t, make sure that you keep yo’ mouth shut, hoe
‘cuz i don’t f_ck with snitches
they always act so hard, but in real life, they act like b_tches
they act like little kids, they better go and do they dishes
he says he wants his opps to die, i’m ’bout to grant his wishes
i’m flirtin’ with his momma, she in love with all my kisses

[verse 8: weluvvinny]
but i ain’t talkin’ chocolate
i’m ’bouta pop his ass, i ain’t talkin’ about no socket
he sayin’ he [?], but i know that he just talkin’
i caught his ass lackin’, pop him twice while he was walkin’
he say that he gone pull up, but i know that n_gga stallin’
i just checked my phone, i gotta go, ‘cuz my girl callin’
[verse 9: praisefrostii]
it’s frostii in this b_tch, we gone pop ’em, rock ’em, and knock ’em
but now you wanna be quiet, like you wasn’t f_ckin’ talkin’
so we’ll slide on him whenever, while joggin’ of f_ckin’ walkin’
so you better watch your tone before we see who you be jockin’
n_no i ain’t just jokin’

[outro: praisefrostii]
shot twice inside the stomach, this glock is what i’m reloadin’
got blood inside yo’ mouth, you be dyin’ while f_ckin’ chokin’
it’s frostii on a come up, you g_y so you unprovokin’
let’s not forget the blood on yo’ shirt is what got you soakin’

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