c-weez - mlk (feat. indica) lyrics
[verse 1: c+weez]
huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, ahh
huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, ahh
martin luther king with a dream it never been seen
call this b+tch a fiend, yeah i need with a hundred reasons
lil b+tch do yo research
f+ck her she get seizures
i call her little ceasers
cause i can hardly eat her
eat her? eat her
lil b+tch i can’t feed her
or never need her
hop in the two seater
you know i blow a flee
then i pour a liter
taking all these sheeters
[pre+chorus]
huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, ahh
huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, ahh
martin luther king with a dream it never been seen
call this b+tch a fiend, yeah i need with a hundred reasons
lil b+tch do yo research
f+ck her she get seizures
i call her little ceasers
cause i can hardly eat her
[chorus]
huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, ahh
huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, ahh
[verse 2: indica]
huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
i been chillin with the bros tryna grip and grab my poles
try to talk sh+t bout my flow but i’m still winnin’ keep it cold
sh+t ain’t been cold i’m smoking yo’ bro with yo b+tch at my show
that’s not my mode, i’m poppin that molly ’til i get old
she taking her+ she taking her+ she taking her mode
[chorus: c+weez]
huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, ahh
huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, ahh
[verse 3: c+weez]
stupid b+tch grab yo pole
smoke on 6 no one know
f+ck this sh+t bust yo lip ima give u a cold sore
i’m the type of jit to f+ck yo b+tch and take off in a storm
i’m not your twin i’m not your b+tch don’t talk to me u just annoying
i’ma pour just like the rain and when i try i bust a core
bound i’m bound 2 k!ll as you can f+cking see
this b+tch need to chill i told her to take a f+cking seat
everywhere i go all i hear is “weez”
i’m the star of the show
all i need is me, me, me, me, me
[outro]
huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, ahh
huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, ahh
martin luther king with a dream it never been seen
call this b+tch a fiend, yeah i need with a hundred reasons
lil b+tch do yo research
f+ck her she get seizures
i call her little ceasers
cause i can hardly eat her
martin luther king with a dream it never been seen
call this b+tch a fiend, yeah i need with a hundred reasons
lil b+tch do yo research
f+ck her she get seizures
i call her little ceasers
cause i can hardly eat her
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