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c$l kane - i aint lyrics

{intro}

ha ha c$l sh+t
yea yall n+ggas know what the f+ck goin on
c$l sh+t

{chorus} c$l luke
i ain’t even got a job but i’m runnin the band’s (baw baw)
i ain’t no boxer but come catch these hands (gang)
i ain’t no magician but i’ll put u in a trance (hurrow)
say can’t do it, yea i can (yea)
yea i be cookin yea pots and pans (on gaud)
dunk on a n+gga huh ja morant (b+tch)
i be sagging ay i can’t pull up my pants (no cap)
i ain’t gon cap i might hurt ya man’s (for real)

{verse 1} c$l kane
pull up ready to spray
u know that i go to fa
i might justbust ya brains
blood on my shirt leave a stain
the name c$l kane
i can’t show no pain
don’t play not no game
aye i’m makin it rain
dont worry bout my drip
up with a glock on my hip
lean might take a sip
you betta not slip
aye u can get flipped
beat yo ass might bust ya lip
and the choppa extended clip
pull up right in the strip
.
{chorus}
ain’t evеn got a job but i’m runnin the band’s (baw baw)
i ain’t no boxer but come catch thеse hands (gang)
i ain’t no magician but i’ll put u in a trance (hurrow)
say can’t do it, yea i can (yea)
yea i be cookin yea pots and pans (on gaud)
dunk on a n+gga huh ja morant (b+tch)
i be sagging ay i can’t pull up my pants (no cap)
i ain’t gon cap i might hurt ya man’s (for real)
{verse 1} c$l luke
i got a glock it got a d+ck
me and my boys we stay wit the sticks
p+ssy boy wanna play he can get lit
but after we done don throw a fit
we some real n+ggas we not gettin tricked
we some real n+ggas get popped like a jit
we some real n+ggas u know we da sh+t
we some real n+ggas u know what it is

{chorus}
i ain’t even got a job but i’m runnin the band’s (baw baw)
i ain’t no boxer but come catch these hands (gang)
i ain’t no magician but i’ll put u in a trance (hurrow)
say can’t do it, yea i can (yea)
yea i be cookin yea pots and pans (on gaud)
dunk on a n+gga huh ja morant (b+tch)
i be sagging ay i can’t pull up my pants (no cap)
i ain’t gon cap i might hurt ya man’s (for real)

{outro}
c$l sh+t
we in this bih bruh going dumb
know what the f+ck goin on
find my way up
young n+gga out here
{end of song}

- cl kane lyrics

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