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lirik lagu kahukx & backroad gee - caribbean

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[intro: backroad gee]
(shyy)
(yoshi)
yo, yo

[chorus: backroad gee & kahukx]
i got bullets that’ll make man run like, “darg”
said he was hard, but he ain’t hard” (he ain’t)
huh, gyal bounce it on me and make me hard
said she wan’ give me mwah
but i said nah, i give it a pass (look)
uh, frrt, skrrt, frrt, skrrt in the area

[verse 1: kahukx]
caribbean ting, she eat me like jerk
love my s~x and bud, but the money come first
trust no love cah that sh~t there hurt
yeah, that pum~pum wet, but it’s just your turn (ah)
coldest heart, why you think i love heaters? like lil baby, emotionally scared
i love drugs, money, guns, sеx, so don’t cross me, your days get dark
i got girls in many locations, i won’t f~ck ‘less thе whole team bang
told that b~tch no bonnie and clyde, then i drank this liquor, we’re holdin’ hands
i don’t talk too much ’bout waps cah me, i made money in the council flats
i’m ahead of my time, in love with the cash
i’m a hustler, baby, dollars to racks
[chorus: backroad gee & kahukx]
i got bullets that’ll make man run like, “darg”
said he was hard, but he ain’t hard” (he ain’t)
huh, gyal bounce it on me and make me hard
said she wan’ give me mwah
but i said nah, i give it a pass
uh, frrt, skrrt, frrt, skrrt in the area (look)

[verse 2: kahukx]
she love me cah she know i’ll celine her
freaky b~tch outside, she a diva
she a backroad b, hot honeys on me, but i need get cash, not an uber
funny how things change when you got some
girl on my line, back then, i ain’t got none
all this talk, but i know they ain’t got guns
matter fact, no cash, so they got none
like, shawty got wap like cardi
lil’ freak wan’ sip on bacardi
me, i’m tryna stash this money in ‘raris
bust down watch when we step in the party (yeah, yeah)
me, i’m tryna get rich like kyle
know a girl that’ll blow like jenn
and it’s true, hennessy got me bent
b~tch, when is we f~ckin’ again?
i got pain like tata, money come faster, still ain’t heal, guess i’m halfway dead
i’m a real life grafter, cold like palmer, stuck in my ways, she’s stuck in my bed
ah, this sh~t don’t make sense
a young boy know i came from nothin’, i made me somethin’, i chase these cheques
and i been this way since iphone x


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