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lirik lagu quadniggaz - 4jeez

[verse 1: kyle]
super kyle flew into the scene
vowing to vanquish all deadbeat daddies
and n~ggas with too many chains, okay
don’t got no gold but my record is platinum
so picture perfect i don’t need a caption
i don’t give a f~ck ’bout how long you been rappin’
got flow so old i could spit ’em in latin
my n~gga, what’s happenin’?
the only thing you blowin’ up is a mattress
i’m in the studio making a classic
okay, are we starting? hey~ey~ey
reportin’ live from planet basic
we talk a lot but we don’t ever say sh~t
sayin’ something that we truly feel
but that’s just not in the conversation
i’m semi~famous
kinda ain’t sh~t
kinda sorta like almost made it
it’s like i went from star in the making
to “oh yeah him, yеah i hope he makes it”
whеn the h~ll did all that begin?
i know something only i know
i got super powers but that’s something only i know
what i want is mine if i say it in my mind though
teach you if i had time, yeah, do i got the time? no
sh~t these n~ggas dream about is not even a milestone
call up dr. seuss, i think they running out of rhymes though
jugging and finessing, we’ve heard that a hundred times though
n~ggas keep repeating theyself like they in a vine
in a vine, in a vine though
why they gotta lie, though?
say them diamonds dancing homie, we know that it’s rhinestones
i don’t got a ‘rari but my whip is really mine though
i don’t got no thotties but i know my b~tch is fine though
[verse 2: bfb da packman]
baby, i’m a savage
i got some shooters that’ll cook a n~gga cabbage
my daddy didn’t marry my mama, so it turned me to a b~st~rd
only n~gga feed the homeless and don’t claim it on his taxes
corona f~cking up the bag, it got the streets rumblin’
i’m serving n~ggas drywall, i had to p somethin’
she suck a lot of d~ck, i can tell ’cause her knees ugly
shawn scooped me in the lam’, dawg, this n~gga tryna be funny
b~tch i swear to god million dollars look as lovely as rihanna
ain’t no love and hip hop
you not tammy i’m not waka
we ain’t letting sh~t slide spot a baka then i drop em
and of course i’m f~ckin raw so why you ask me for a condom
ain’t no n~gga with me starving if i got it then he got it
i got plans to hear, tell my b~tch hand me beer ’cause i got my mans in here
chandelier when i pull through the block with a droptop, cherry colored panamera
almost got jammed this year
so i lied to my momma, told her no more scams this year
tried to swipe me up ten milly cash (yellow)
pullin’ these scams this year

[verse 3: confusing guy]
ay who got change for a penny
my pockets so full its empty
i was so f~cking hungry i went to mcdonald’s
and got me a chick fil~a sandwich from wendy’s
she sucking my d~ck while she kissing me too
i be lying so much i be telling the truth
she mopping the grass while she water my garden
my favorite ball player is lebron james harden
i was not born on my birthday it’s october 33rd (the 33rd)
i don’t like playing soccer, cause the dolphins beat the spurs (they beat the spurs)
i’m not having no more kids if i get pregnant its gone’ hurt (that sh~t gone’ hurt)
thank god that i’m an atheist my uncle ate my bird
i told the uber that i’m straight, he g~y, he still had made the turn
my girlfriend told her boyfriend that he cheated on her with her (her, with her)
r.i.p she lost her life, but then she found it in her purse
my daughter’s dad is stupid he ain’t never meet his flesh (what)
my mom couldn’t have me so when she gave birth she had an abortion when i was like six
they keep callin’ me g~y but i’m not that’s my boyfriend, he straight but he really attracted to men
if you bark like a dog imma bark like a tree cause i’m grabbin’ a stick, i’ma shoot at your pit
my brother is weird he was beatin’ his meat and i really seen him take his d~ck out his cl~t
[verse 4: pink guy]
yo, i still m~st~rbate while eating top ramen
at a faster rate in the bigger quantities
it counts as rape when i’m slurping at this unbelievable pace
i turn the temperature up all the way to sweat up on my face
if you give no effort, if you got no money
then i got a cheap method
crack it open throw it in a pan and let it cook b~tch
now that’s a real education f~ck books
one bad chef in a kitchen full of dough
three bad b~tches with their hands on the stove
making home movies with a handful of stoges
welcome to the terror dome; the upper echelon
investing on these large b~lls
i got these p~ssy b~tches wailing like the j~panese
k!ller whales, humpbacks, and these narwhals;
i’m just trying to strangle these f~ckers
i’m just trying to strangle these f~ckers
i’m just trying to strangle these
this the beep blop, you make the beat flop
breathing more cushion than the seat got, so we got
the beat dropping harder than your son’s b~lls at twelve, not
to mention that we harder than v~~gr~ with a big c~ck

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