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2la kil - paula sun lyrics

(intro)
i don’t do much but i notice how
loud you are
you must be
cl-ssic acting with your boujie -ss
just sit it down rush in catch it
tell them niggas put the money in the bag
crazy the world
love to see you spazz (eh!)
a will to war the more merrier

(verse 1)
always talking loud
i get tired of hearing about wack shit
i get mine and yours in on that
stash it and find it in a year
all the lies that you been hearing
is hype or psuedo science
fight findings
tai noodles much its not top ramen
who do love you at the bottom ?
always conditional typical
how you be tripping your sickest
ways of defying
i don’t get you
you be on some clowning shit
after hours at all times
romo go set the clock
throw it away interception ?
informing the wave i’m electric
karma with the etch-a-sketch
i’m a marine
with the serenade
ronald silly b-tch
was lesbian
so i cut off since the scissor
curious position
irriely presented
misery be the lyric (feint)
misery be the mixture
the history of inequity
no sleep for the city
turn this b-tch off the hinges
is this what you want
like notorious big
i’m ready for death

(bridge)
buy the bottle i been lonely
long time nodding father
i don’t travel long ways nor talk lies
dawg yea my fault i been running time off
with a hoopty
cabbage no fire hose
inhale the gas don’t pipe smoke
wit the bag gon fight off all the madness
then give me all the cash

(chorus)
i don’t do much but i notice how
loud you are
you must be
cl-ssic acting with your boujie -ss
just sit it down rush in catch it
tell them niggas put the money in the bag
crazy the world
love to see you spazz (eh!)
a will to war the more merrier

(verse 2)
and you know these hoes
want the jiggy from a foreign nigga
want the icky formula from me
formal iffy don’t warn me
fancy like iggy
don’t do no drugs with me
i don’t want much silly
i just wanted to fuck wit you
nah i’m lying
i done lied
i’m trying to die
with a gold bentley
& some hoes with me
call that dead -ss
put the pole in her
old head -ss nigga
sick n low wit a steel calico
k!ll the pharaoh
don’t tattle
on em just settle down
straddle old missing sounds
homie been down for it
corny nigga don’t you want to at least fight it out?
well me dog i need no hits (i just)
i want to know the times behold
the karma
put me on the bottom of the ocean
lil mama
i want to fly to cairo liable rebel
tybo like i’m by the battle bible
take it back pay the ball the bank
ne hotel the seal the day
make it praise an offering
for saving all the cake

(outro)
you cr-p out like a paper bag
unless you are going to take it
how i have it
they may hate me hate me hate me
nay say pay me all entertainment
tidal waving moon shake all shaking
all shake and cater to the man

- 2la kil lyrics

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