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ebk bckdoe - kodak shit lyrics

[intro]
that n+gga b on the beat, she gon’ show her friend (come on)

[verse]
n+gga, i be on the game, madden 25
he was tryna pop a perc 30, then that n+gga died
i could teach you how to make a thousand ’bout a hundred times
baby, put yo hands where i can see, i feel like busta rhymes
i just a dropped a line inside this fanta, got my stomach hurtin’
funkin’ with the family got me trippin’ with my favorite cousin
this b+tch got a big ass booty, but she kinda ugly
bckdoe do not give a f+ck, let me touch yo monkey
droppin’ ashes on my purple jeans, but i just wipe it off
pulled up with 4 bad b+tches, sum like a boss
cartier watch, big ring that i ain’t еven bought
b+tch caught me cheating with hеr sister, i ain’t even caught
drop this b+tch off on the blade, b+tch you gotta walk
b+tch you better put it in my name, i ain’t gotta talk
she be doin’ tricks, getting cheese, like she tony hawk
b+tch you gotta give it all to me, or you gon’ throw me off
f+ck around with shaq cash hills, b+tch i’m in the stu
why you n+ggas rappin’ ’bout that sh+t that you ain’t even do?
bump it out, you remember me, but ion remember you
up, bl!ck, shoot him in his face, gave that n+gga 2
boy, you dripped down in moissanite, this a different diamond
pulled up, bussdown rollie, on a different timing
200 pound fat b+tch, defensive lineman
i’ma dissappear, cut the light, you can’t even find me
snuck a deuce on the airplane, finna pour that sh+t
b+tch talking bout she know doe, ion know that b+tch
20 sum bands in one night, finna blow that sh+t
n+ggas know doe, doin’ black, on some kodak sh+t

- ebk bckdoe lyrics

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