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lirik lagu nuk - kay felder

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i can make the bag jump again, kangaroo
i’m tellin’ dog i can hit his b~tch again, babe ruth
you want business with me and you got your money right, stage you
we’ve been steppin’ on sh~t since like grade school
i’ve been fightin’ demons, use her p~ssy like a rage room
knew i was gon’ be the one to chef the bag, i know the cooks
he actin’ different, he get a lil’ p~ssy, not like lola brooke’s
boy, i shop a lot, you know my plug threw me a clearance sale
she don’t got no money, she takе p~ssy with her everywhеre
you wanna know what the world know? do i play the field?
you wanna know what the streets know? ooh, i pray to k!ll
b~tches know when they pockets low, p~ssy pay the bills
i bet she know what my d~ck like, she took it to the chin
i can’t act like i’m you rap n~ggas, runnin’ to a deal
b~tch, i’m still thumbin’, i get money like i’m [?]
who the f~ck is nuk? boy, i might have a bag in delaware
i’m the type of n~gga flip a hundred, get a hundred more
how they lettin’ n~ggas switch they statements if they under oath?
if it ain’t ’bout gettin’ to this money, then i can’t tell you
i’m a dope boy, i get to the bag like kay felder
i heard brodie wanna take ’em rounds, he could’ve took a plea
i see n~ggas out here wastin’ time, they could’ve took a knee
i’m like how i throw my b’s if i f~cked her by the c?
she ain’t runnin’ from the d~ck today, i’m standin’ on her feet
i keep eyes on the stash spot, the camera in the tree
the first bag i put on the bus, i taped it to the sea
said they was takin’ ones, he made it to a three
i don’t care if i got lil’ sales, i’m breakin’ for a g
say they like my wordplay, told me, “stick and move with rap”
heard brodie called the plug again, he brickin’ more than shaq
pop a 30, soon as d~ck get hard, i stick it in her back
they ain’t know that i’m a triple cross, i’m bl!ckin’ off the back
who the f~ck am i to give ’em game if i don’t give ’em facts?
told brodie, “spin the block again”, he slippin’ like a track
if she ain’t tryna eat me up, i’m goin’ to the trap
how they tryna hit somethin’ up, they throwin’ somethin’ like they dak
they ain’t keepin’ up with me, i live too fast for ’em
told the b~tch like, “if the p~ssy mine, i spend a bag on it”
a pretty b~tch that got a lot of ass, this sh~t a task for me
you won’t see me flex a hundred cash if it ain’t bag money
if they ain’t die, then they out here with a lot of damage
i’m from the trenches, i can’t use this sh~t for propaganda
they know i trap and i got chicken in like coronel sanders
they shop with me, then i’ma wax somethin’ like i’m burnin’ candles
get you some money, i ain’t tryna hear the third degree
he bought an od with her shonties on like murder, inc
get the load off, n~ggas know my hobby, i’m gon’ trap until the doors off
it can be the summer, make it snow in here like olaf
my b~tch say, “b~tches fine”, i wanna take it there with both y’all
lil’ brodie comin’ off a double body, o~dog


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