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based savage - 1-800-kickadoe lyrics

[intro: based savage]
yeah yeah, gang gang n-gg-
all my n-gg-s strapped
taliban whip them bands up (1-800-kickadoe)
yeah, aye, yeah, aye, yeah
whip them bands up

[chorus: based savage]
all my n-gg-s strapped (strapped)
taliban whip them bands up (whip them bands up)
don’t try my mans oops
he done ran up (he done ran up)
1-800-kickadoe (kickadoe)
b-tch put yo hands up (put yo hands up)
shot him in the back he paralyzed
he can’t stand up (he can’t stand up)

[verse 1: based savage]
kevin hart -ss n-gg-, b-tch this ain’t no stand up (it ain’t no stand up)
i’m really kickin doe’s with yo hoes like i’m santa
thirsty hoes on my line, b-tch drink a fanta
hitting licks busting moves but nah i ain’t no dancer (i ain’t no dancer)
that n-gg- don’t want smoke i’ll give that n-gg- cancer (give him cancer)
riding around town with the gang, east atlanta
i’m sh-tting on these n-gg-s (b-tch!)
b-tch i need a pamper
i really beat yo -ss you can call me black panther (the black panther)

[chorus: based savage] x2
all my n-gg-s strapped
taliban whip them bands up (strapped up)
don’t try my mans oops
he done ran up
1-800-kickadoe (b-tch!)
b-tch put yo hands up (gang)
shot him in the back he paralyzed
he can’t stand up

[verse 2: based savage]
i bust me a juug, i bust me a lick
i’m f-cking your b-tch but i plead the fifth
i run up them racks i gotta get rich
i f-ck with slime like i’m on nick (slime)
you trap out the ounce, we moving the zip
it’s bang bang if you running yo lip
it’s gang gang cuz we doing this sh-t
great dane yeah i feel like a pit

[chorus: based savage]
all my n-gg-s strapped
taliban whip them bands up (whip them bands up)
don’t try my mans oops
he done ran up
1-800-kickadoe (b-tch!)
b-tch put yo hands up (put yo hands up)
shot him in the back he paralyzed
he can’t stand up

[verse 1: big baby sc-mbag]
1-800-takeab-tch, 1-800-takeahoe
phone ringing off the hook
pop sh-t like smith
1-800-kickadoe, b-tch!
hoes get wet see a n-gg- like me
in a tall tee b-tch i look fleek
got shot in the leg cuz he cap like a knee
yo baby mama work at applebee’s (b-tch!)
b-tch imma walk it out, dj unk
just like lil jon b-tch i get crunk
got old money like donald trump
i making the rules b-tch i do what i want (b-tch!)
i’m a die rich, i was born to stunt
she swallow my d-ck while you take her for lunch
’16 smackdown all gold front
i p-ss her to savage that b-tch she a runt

[chorus: based savage]
all my n-gg-s strapped
taliban whip them bands up (whip them bands up)
don’t try my mans oops
he done ran up
1-800-kickadoe
b-tch put yo hands up (put yo hands up)
shot him in the back he paralyzed
he can’t stand up (he can’t stand up)

- based savage lyrics

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