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gr8ful, kindlynxsh & priddy ugly - gimmicks lyrics

[verse 1: priddy ugly]
yeah
in my pockets need madibaz and some animals
tryna stack bucks and i ain’t talking ’bout an antelope
never sold a drug, but my daughter know her dad is dope
packing flows in every verse i wrote, it’s like a grabbed the hose
lord knows that i’ma tryna make this dough, it’s a habit bro
tryna get more karats in my grill, like a rabbit show
it’s laughable, your favourite rapper sick? then i’m the antidote
your chick think i’m finger l!cking good, so i added hopе\
what you sellin’? i don’t gotta ch+llem
di skеlem send you to heaven ka di parabelem
there’s seven days in the week for you to go and get ’em (yeah)
you get faded or you faded from the dwelems
you know jozi that’s the home of the skelms
in pitori, there’s a whole lotta girlings
ke di chommie, take ’em both when you sh+lling
but watch your koppie, lose your dome for di sh+llen
[verse 2: ]
woah
militant, i lost my bro to di sh+llen
now it’s rip to hoes in my section
how that n+gga turn into my foe? it’s upsettin’
probably should’ve cut ’em off before, i’m just ventin’
heart, neck and wrist is icey cold
soldier got ’em froze
festive season if you ’bout the smoke, missile to your toe
pockets is about 6’5, yours will never grow
i just linked your hoe, it’s chai, feel it in your soul
she want that tekashi 6’9, i’ve been here before
centre back, all i do is slide, just came out the box
send ’em back, take me for a naai, pistol to your kop
shoutout mash, soldiers never ride unless it’s in a porsche
less it’s in a coupe
b+tch, i’m sending shots, bluetooth
mami and her crew
i want you and you and you too
baby mami, you, father told me to be fruitful
soldier in the booth, i prepare a beat and choo+choo

[chorus: ]
alotta y’all talk that sh+t but don’t live it
alotta y’all play too much, a bunch of gimmicks
i put that on my family guy, peter griffin
cook ’em up, let ’em fry like martha in the kitchen
alotta y’all talk that sh+t but don’t live it
lotta y’all play too much, a bunch of gimmicks
alotta y’all talk that sh+t but don’t live it
lotta y’all play too much, a bunch of gimmicks
[verse 3: ]
yeah
middle of the night i’m with my dawgs, we off the leash
tinted up the windows, you won’t touch what you won’t peep
alpine white look like a shark, yeah, i can smell ’em bleed
we were built for war, we just choosin’ to keep the peace
fresh just like detergents, mr muscle, hercules
i just want her for the weekend, monday go back to the streets
vvs on my wrist cold, yeah, heart is on my sleeve
yeah she like the ice in the burbs, turn to a freak, uh

- gr8ful kindlynxsh priddy ugly lyrics

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