lirik lagu dey - fine wine & chips
[verse 1: kester]
kxk and dey comes destruction
tryna be legend got a speech for the induction
shooters on the roof antic-p-ting an instruction
gauge him by car shop, pa! he left his trucks on
blunt so loud man that beauty got distortion
moving like some bosses see my bro he got his tux on
bless up we the best up next and end of discussion
she the hottest baddest freak, gave her two ds like deduction
you might reap the repercussion
every single week i blossom
got the grim reaper cussing
this won’t die so he be fussing
got them n-gga reenforcing
they so scared
put you body into pot get your soul stirred
but anyways man
i just had a couple sips
with some n-ggas from the six
they just pulled up to vancouver had to pull up with the chicks
with some fine wine and some chips
you want beef i prefer ribs
she don’t do jays she prefer rips
i got the sauce dey with the dips
[verse 2: dey]
i see you tryna ride the wave like the wave is transit
boy you know that when we pull up, you know all my mans lit
i’m too nice to get caught off guard like a candid
she be throwing me her feelings like i’m tryna catch it
(skrt skrt) like i’m kxk, we do this everyday
okay, didn’t come to play, put 2k away
no games, she yonce on stage, every time she slay
kxk and dey we on tracks
we bringing heat like dion wait
tryna be the best in vancouv
kida here with dance moves
post a preview on instagram
they stay asking if it’s coming soon
mansagrace we k!lling sh-t
we a bunch of freddy kruges
we got all the sauce
we got all the juice
lotta y’all say you next, boy i’m now
n0body out here doing my sound
boy you know we poppin like it’s grease
everybody out here wants a piece
kevin tell em
[verse 3: kevin]
okay yea i do this sh-t with ease
i ain’t proud to beg ah pssh n-gga please
if she do not give no top that sh-t would get a n-gga cheesed
i’m balling like the bigger teams
she blow me up like smithereens
i’m taking shots on shots i had one too many
got your girl saying d-mn like kung fu kenny
see i was raised in the streets i wasn’t born too friendly
now i just stay high like bonjour hear me
i got a piece in the motherf-cking closet
and a n-gga paid attention never did it for the profit
preaching like a prophet
preaching like i got a bible on hand
and i’m reaching for the stars i’m like an eiffel when i stand
i be reaching for the mighty heaven
been all set since 96’ and i was f-cking born in 97’
rapping since i was slightly seven
maybe i was eight
you my son i make you prostrate boy it’s kxk n-gga eyy
Lirik lagu lainnya:
- lirik lagu indica - keep track
- lirik lagu nicole croisille - il ne pense qu'à toi (parlez-moi de lui)
- lirik lagu g-hazz - the-g
- lirik lagu kk ousado - tem que sabe chega
- lirik lagu nap eyes - white disciple
- lirik lagu jet 2 - mind on the money
- lirik lagu y-vi - кое что (something)
- lirik lagu mike bliss - i feel it, i hate it
- lirik lagu whoopie cat - taken my money
- lirik lagu mars (no) - jeg føler meg som tshawe